Monday, August 6, 2001, Age 20

Just got an email from Dave who is in Oxford, England at the moment.  Makes me very very confused.  I want to be friends with him I think, but I have no idea how and I’m very scared to see him again because I’m afraid my feelings will get all mixed up and I’ll get confused/mad/sad/etc. again.  But without all that shit life would be boring I guess, and besides I must face my fears head on or I’ll always live in fear which will just plain suck.  Who knows, maybe he would be a nice friend to have.  He and our history sure as hell is one of a kind to me, so if a friendship would work, I guess it could be nice.

Must face jealousy issues, build a bridge, and get the fuck over them.  Some people have it better, some have it worse, but we are all just people in the end.  Back to wallpaper stripping…