I wish I could write in metaphors or poetic words like other people do. Let's see: I want the words to flow like a waterfall into this river that is a blog. Lmao, nope. That's about as metaphoric as I get. I want to just write, but nothing will come. So much is on my mind right now, but at the same time, nothing is. All I can think about is how I only have one more paper to complete and then my summer starts. I get to see my best friends and not have a care in the world.

Lekim said he doesn't want to see me before I leave because of some dumb reasons. I'm not heartbroken, but I am sad. He's the only person I've asked, the only person I want to make the effort to see. I know engineer will be mad at me if he hits me up &I go "oh, I'm at home", but at this point, I honestly could care less.

Lekim just doesn't want to understand. I'm not playing with him or lying to him. I like him and only him. It's all my fault though. I could have avoided all of this if I had never asked that question. Because he's always comparing himself and I can't stand it. I wish he would just realize how special he is to me.

Now, I'm just wasting time until Three's Company comes on. I can't sleep 'cuz Stuart Little is running around on my floor. One time, I saw a mouse in my garage and I didn't go back in there for like three years. So, I'm definitely gonna be up all night. And my room smells like moth balls; it's making me sick. :| I'm thinking I'm gonna get breakfast tomorrow morning if I don't fall asleep first.