I'm still pretty sad. Since Sam and I parted ways I've been doing just about everything to get my mind off of it. Jason and I have done things, and I've gone other places and done all sorts of things. Not much to do late at night, though. I've watched about every movie I have. I rented Hot Shots Golf 3. I like it a lot. I've read books. I've drawn. I even went fishing.

Americans on the average eat 18 acres of pizza everyday.

Maybe this is a good thing. Was it better that it ended? Perhaps it just wasn't meant to be, in whatever way you'd like to interpret that. Better things may be ahead. Someone who will truly love me as is supposed to be.