don't you just hate it when you get a new boy and then all of the sudden all your old dreams come out of the wood work- do they have a homing device or what- oh she isn't single any more- time to make my move... i don't understand... everything is so confusing all i know for sure is that i have a beautiful rose and some memoralble pictures... what else does a girl want- other than to know who the right guy is... but more importantly- which one is going to work...?

its a funny thing about beng in a parked car in a parking lot with a boy(or a girl- if thats the way you swing) - nobody quite believes that you were just talking ... there are some sick people in the world eh? i guess it has something to do with they way that somethings are implied but still- really people what kinda girl do you think i am!

well well- it seems that we have a new conquest on our list... pizza boyz eh... who'da thunk it....