wow 

wow

I'm content.

Alex told me, again, today, that I am a "lucky bastard." Jess, when passing me in the hall, gave me a little heart made of red play dough. She had been playing with play dough in a previous class...

I know that I am lucky. I've known that... but it hit me today. It hit me when I was waiting for... well... suffice that, yes, I AM a lucky bastard.

My nose cleared up. I can breathe. That's a plus too. Rehearsal tomorrow at noon. Jess and I are hanging out again... she's deciding whether to go to a party Alicia is hosting... I'll say this in Spanish so as not to effect her decision:

?Quiro ir a la fiesta? Pienso si, pero no se. No quiero a estar abburido... y quiero Jessica estar contenta... Mmm... No quiero ir a la fiesta de Alicia. Pero yo voy si Jessica quiera ir. Yo quiero a Jessica.

That's it. She can probably get a few words out of that, just from what I've told her. Oh well.

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Comment First of all, I don't really want to go to Alesia's. It won't be exciting. And I'd rather stay with you. Second, it's called an online translator. Hee hee. Ich liebe dich.

Sat Dec 6, 2003 9:23 am MST by Jess

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