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<font . size=1><b>( </b>- It had been about a weeks vacation from school for the sunkist body that laid flat out on a white bed. Her dark skin had contrasted against the white below her small frame as she had gone to the beach for the week prior. She needed that time to clear her head about a few situations which she was involved with back in school, and it had helped her alot. She was still concerned as to whether Seth still had feelings for her, or whether he still wanted to start something with some new girl who she thought she could call her friend. She shifted her body so she was laying on her side, as her long chestnut tresses rest aside of her small body. She let out a small sigh as she looked to see her computer waiting for her on her bedpost. It was too tempting. She extended her arm in its direction, and pulled the object in towards her body, resting infront of her side. She began typing in the computer before her, and then she finally made it to the URL of her journal. Small, frail fingers pressing gently against the keys ahead of them as she began to type quietly - <b>)</b>
So, journal time.
Not much else is new, I just figured that I should write in this, tell you all about my wonderful life that is falling apart.
I went to the beach with some of my old friends from back home for the week. It was more than relaxing, quite frankly it was wonderful not to think of all the things that are being felt back at Dover-Land. He knows how I feel, and I can't blame him for not knowing how to react, but I guess I am being impatient, more-so scared out of my mind, though.
I don't like girls because of girls like her. Where they pretend to have wonderful intentions, but they end up trying to win over the person you're in love with. She knows I'm upset with her, and that I'm not happy with this `` little problem.``
I guess I should just keep hope for there being an us, and maybe then we will be back in love again. But for the time being, I need to meet other people here too, that won't betray my trust, please.
I'm on my way.
<b>(</b>- The fingers that were once typing so diligently before had come to a complete halt, as there were just no more words to put out. She had hoped he would see her words, and she knew that he'd know they were directed for his eyes. She wanted to her from him, as the suspense was killing her, every moment that she was away she thought he'd be thinking about that other girl, and not herself. She really knew how to drive herself crazy. She shook her head lightly, snapping out of her own little world as she muttered under her breathe with those candy coated lips of hers 'Get it together, Adri." She then moved her small hand to click the ``Update Journal`` button, and with that, she pushed her shifted her body to regain her prior comfort into the sheets of her pale bed. - <b>)</b>
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