[11:41 P.M.] [Tuesday, May. 28, 2002]
[ironic, dontcha think?!]

still no word from jeremy. he is home. i know. i drve by twice when i went to nathans to get my toothbrush.

woah he just imed me. that is ironic if ya ask me. it was just simple small talk. his greeting was that of the usual.. hey dork... blah blah blah.. i actually am not even going to include the direct conversation on here. oooh walkin the wild side... a little daring if ya ask me. he wants me to call him when i get back. i hope that isnt enough time for him to meet some random chick, get her number, take her home, and have sex with her. wait wait that already happened with ursela. what a beautiful name. reminds me of a giant purple and black serpent. ha. i think i can now manage at cheercamp. i at least got to talk to him and pretty much put things on hold for sure til i get back. and nothing is even garunteed then either. so i will live til then. its only four days... honestly... what is bound to happen, that i would have been able to control had i been here? ya know. i just want to hold him. and i got to. and everytime i say goodbye, or even goodnight, i know it might be the last time. because its then that it usually is. well it is late now(i am editing this entry at 1 39 am) and i need to be up bright and early at like 6 30 to be ready, loaded up and leaving by 7 15. great. goodnight to all. as well as good wednesday, thursday, friday and saturday.

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