Like I said, it's been about a week since I last wrote in here and not much has changed. I guess that's why I hesitated to update. I haven't gotten to hung out with Jesse either. We've still been talking, though not as much as before. Monday and Tuesday, he called me. Wednesday and Thursday, I briefly talked to him online. Jesse's online right now, but he's idle. I dunno where he is. That's not an important matter right now anyway. I need to start packing up because I'm moving in tomorrow. I can't believe it's finally here. I won't have to deal with my brother or mom anymore. Quite actually, this whole family has been more bothersome than usual lately. They keep asking me for favors and if they aren't, they're bugging me or scolding me. I'll be glad to get outta here.
I still like Jesse just as much. It's been about a week and my feelings haven't waivered. Actually, that's not true. It did kinda waiver during the week, but then it came back again. I think, now the problem isn't fear. Now, the problem is what people will think of me if I was with him. I really wished that I didn't care, because that's one of the things that I always told myself I shouldn't care about. I'm not gonna bother going into detail about specifically what they'll think... but man, I wish this wouldn't bother me. This makes me weak and it makes me despicable. I wish I wasn't like this... so ugly inside.
I think I get to see Jesse Sunday. I hope so... *crosses fingers*
Good day and good grief.