Wow... It's kind of nice to write and know that only certain people will see.

I talked to Mindy yesterday. She's kind of been a go-between with me and stupid-guy-I've-been-talking-about-for-way-too-long. :) I'm tired of writing his name! I think that's a sign. That I should GET OVER HIM already. :P Anyway, I figured out the apology mystery. He didn't know what he was apologizing for. Why on earth doesn't that surprise me? Anyway, he was apologizing 'cause Mindy told him I was upset at him--or rather, he asked her if I was upset at him, and she told him that he had acted dumbly. So he was apologizing for upsetting me, even though he doesn't know why he upset me. So I assume. Unless Mindy told him or let on to more than she informed me (i.e., unless Mindy told him explicitly that I was mad at him for chasing Chris immediately after ending things with me).

Um. Anyway. So that mystery is solved. I'm not exactly upset. I'd rather know the truth, which I already suspected, than to continue romanticizing it and saying, "Oh, he was apologizing because he's sooooo sweet and perfect and wonderful." Ugh.

I'm tired. This whole week has been awful. Not just 'cause of Kevin. Homework was insanity--three 50-minute lesson plans due in one week!!--and guess what? I have two more weeks left of that kind of insanity, because I now have an entire UNIT of lesson plans to write. OH JOY. I think this is the semester most education students decide that they don't want to be education students, 'cause I'm definitely feeling that.

But I'm much too hardheaded to switch my major this far into it.

I'm pretty sure they do that on purpose.

Ugh. Life is exhausting.

My sister's coming to stay with me this weekend, though!!!!! YAY!!! I hope my roommates don't mind. : Sam doesn't exactly get along with the conservative religious types. But she's going to be gone half the time anyway; she's coming into town to visit her friend Nicole, who's having a baby shower on Sunday. And me, her sister. :) But I won't be able to hang out a whole lot with her. Too much of that junk they call homework. She's good at finding things to do with herself, though. Like driving around a new place and getting lost for hours just so she can learn her way around. :)

I'm way excited that she's coming to stay with me, though. :D

-Stephanie

Holy cow. I got a message from Kevin on MySpace.

I have never gotten a message from Kevin on MySpace.

Breathe. Breathe.

I left him a comment on one of his blogs and he replied with a message. I don't know what to think of that. Was I really that dumb that he had to send me a private message? (I guessed wrong on something.) No, I don't really think that's it. Holy cow, though. I got so red in the face. So embarrassed. I'm so glad he didn't try to respond to my comment face-to-face. I think I would have run off to my hole and never, ever come out again.

But I got a MySpace message from Kevin!!! He TALKED to me! AND he called me "friend"!! AAH! I know he does that to everybody, but not just everybody everybody. I've been raised to "friend" status! WOO!

I've finally decided that I started liking him/being attracted to him when we went dancing. There. Question answered.

Dancing is the enemy.

Too bad I love love love love it so much. :P