Little black phone, you were magic.

I remember you this way. The you I had, the you I broke.

"I had met her in my fourth period World Cultures class with Mr. Lopez. She sat four rows across from me, and I couldn’t help but not look at her because she was pretty to me. Then we had started to talk and it started out slow like any new friendship would. I said, “Hi” she said it back, and then we started to hug and then have little conversations, and then I knew at that point that I liked her and I would have really liked for her to be my girlfriend. Luckily she said yes and I was somewhat happy. I wanted know everything about her and I soon found out that she didn’t have the greatest childhood, but somehow I managed to help and her and she did the same for me. She had made me so happy and I knew she would never disappoint."


Remember me?

Quiet.

I'm happy do not get me wrong, but I feel quiet. Everything is going right as of now, I wouldn't ask for it to be better, & surely not worse.

So then, why do I feel quiet?

New idea!

I think I'll begin writting my "unpublished book" now. I will, and I have to finish it by my birthday in March.

I wonder if Mr.102307 will get a hold of it somehow? It would be the point..

9:55 PM

Okay, so I have been thinking lately & I think I am back to stage #2.

I was so sure on being a journalist, & then other things come to mind: Culinary, wedding planning, broadcasting.

It is pretty stressful, but it could be worse I suppose. I could be 30 & undecided, but I'm just impatient.

So far, I am leaning more towards culinary at the moment. I just need to figure out how to get the money for the Art Institute of Los Angeles. If not, then I suppose I will go with plan B.

Putting that aside, I'm doing great! & I love it.

Amour

Its been a while.

I'M H A P P Y !
as of now, & I don't want it to go away.

I won't let it.