I don't ever wanna turn out like Justine. I know that I probably never will but I just can't help but worry that I'm going to be perceived as she is as of lately. It scares me. Me and Buster had some rather interesting conversation last night. Apparently he makes up fantasies. Involving me...and skirts. HAHHHHHH. Why anyone would fantasize about me is beyond me but it sure was funny to hear. I don't ever really want a boyfriend. I like the way things are right now. But I'd like it even more if they didn't want to get with me... hah. I've got something I need to work on. I'm trying to lose my vanity and less self conscious. I guess I have a lot of ways I can work on that though. Annnnnd this is the part where my mom tries to read what I'm writing. So this is the part where I end my entry. Bye