Hm...things are weird. Very weird. I have 11 days left. And how am I spending that time? Laying around and packing and on the net. It's such a waste. I want Dashboard Confessional. I really do. I don't know why but suddenly I have a craving for emo music. And I don't even really like emo. It's crazy. Oh well. EMO EMO EMO. Katherine feels emo. Whenever I check the mail my heart skips a beat that just maybe I'll have a letter but no. Nope. No letter for Kat. I'm not special enough or something. But I wish that I was. I really do. I wish that...ugh. I just don't know. And no one really knows how this is going. I hate the feeling of someone that you care for ignoring you. I'm stopping. Times up.