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Today I woke up and rushed out to my livingroom to see if my friend Juliette had left for work. The pillows on the couch were stacked neatly...and she was gone. I loved our girl chat last night. We poured our hearts out over boys-- that think they are men. We laughed at our own insane behavior..and she went to sleep way too soon. I could have gone on forever..but it was past midnight and she has a REAL job. A sleepover that was more helpful to me than to her..and she was the one that filled the pillows with tears.


Men don't act like I would like them to in the second act. It's like a play. FIrst act is fine, second they act up...and by the third act everything has come to a complete head and I find myself running around in circles wondering how this ever happened? THis is NOT the way the play should go!

Went to lunch today with Mike. Then came home to my horrible fingers as they helplessly googled him again. Looking for something to be mad about maybe because I felt he was distracted at lunch. He probobly wasn't...maybe it was just me...but either way...I googled.. I found it...and was quite hurt about it. I don't want to ever hurt--but being hurt is something that happens in love and war. I know how paparazzi changes a story, but I felt hurt over it all the same.

I want to be loved, I want to give love...and I can't do that while directing the show. So now my silly little fingers are going to get a good beating by me. DONT GOOGLE, just trust. God has a plan for me...and I am not the one in charge of the show. My directing career in my "play of life" didn't work, so now it is in God's hands. Looking forward to a revised show.