February 2011
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Today, I squealed in my best friend's honour.
Waking up to exciting news is the greatest thing. I’m happy for you, S.
No mo’, no mo’.
Shit.
I just sent an e-mail addressed to one person… to an entire office of people.
So much for trying to keep things personal.
(Luckily, I was going to send the same message to everyone… just personally addressed.)
I feel like a loser.
14th.
D. & I had a really nice perfect Valentines together. We ate fancy food, and wore fancy clothes, and I even put on eyeliner (that’s my fancy-time makeup of choice). I felt so grown up and wonderful, sitting across the table from this truly handsome boy who (out of nowhere) decided to say all the right things. I won’t embarrass him, because I know he reads this… but D., you...
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