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18:14 on 02.04.03
"fight )o:"

I need to finish my homework, but I felt so disconnected from my diary because I didn't write yesterday...

First, 95 on the French midterm. Let's do that on the Regents (no, let's do better!) and I will be perfect.

*sigh*

Joshua and I got into a fairly bad fight on Sunday night. It was pretty mean and vicious. Because we're not sweet fighters. We're too stubborn. We bring up old faults and past disagreements. We're bad. It was bad. I was (of course) in tears. I couldn't help it. I cried after we got off the phone (I couldn't help it, I was way too upset to do otherwise) and I cried yesterday. I just curled up on my bed and cried.

I think that crying is such a great thing. It is a big relief from troubles and everything. It just makes you feel better. It is a way to express emotion without screaming or yelling or punching or hurting yourself and others. In fact, crying is nice. It is sweet...

But there are days and there are days (it's my new saying, I have no idea as to what it really means) but today wasn't one of those days. Not very memorable, not very exciting. Periods one through eight just went by and community service club was uneventful.

Except I met a CTYer. I had no idea that Steve the freshman is a CTYer. He has gone to Skidmore and Lancaster. I told him to go to Carlisle. Why? Because I will be there. And wherever I am, it is the greatest site! No, seriously... Because Carlisle is just one of the coolest places you will ever be if you're there for CTY. You're got ballerinas, the Washington Redskins and Sound of America in addition to us the smart people.

I am having trouble typing today. So I gotta go.

I love Joshua. <3 Chelsea