this is home this is where i go this is my playtime this is the past this is my time
 
05 February 2002

It's strange how it seems to have diffused with no really big blow up. I just know she's holding her feelings in though, I just know it. It'll happen sooner or later.

Highlight of the day: (This is a journal entry I started writing on the bus ride home) You sometimes wonder what makes someone a friend. What marks the change from acquaintance to friend? Is it someone you are wholly comfortable around, someone with whom you can be unreserved and unabahsed? Or is it someone who reveals a different aspect of your own personality? I feel like I put on various fronts for each friend ... like there has only ever been ONE person I can really tell everything, and even then, I've often felt more the listener than the confider. As for my school friends: it seems like with Molly I tend to be more serious and more comfortable talking about my book wormish qualities because I know she'll understand and not be condescending. With Mel, she's a person I can relate to on many levels (SHAFTED!). I could go on, but you understand.

I actually finished all the homework I needed to do last night. It isn't as bad as it appears, I figured that out. Don't judge a book by its cover! ;)