It's bedtime for bozos like me. So I seem to be a bit of an emotional spaz recently, but I'm gonna try to put a stop to that. I made a new friend several weeks ago. We hit it off pretty good and talked a lot, I definitely enjoyed talking to him, but I was constantly worried that I would either annoy him or somehow scare him away. Or maybe...that I really wasn't that cool and he'd forget about me and we'd stop talking. I really don't know how to be a friend. I've kinda used to having one close friend who's kinda around a lot and is always up for talking and all that good stuff. I know that it's probably just me being my usual strange and pretty dumb self, but I called it. I told him that he'd get tired of talking to me and that we'd stop talking and he'd forget that I even exist. I shouldn't care, I really shouldn't, but I can't help it. I wish I knew how to be a friend, and not care so much when he's busy. I guess I'm just so busy that I think nobody could be "busier" than me, and if I can make time to talk to someone, then they should have time to talk to me. I know that's TOTALLY wrong, but I guess that's kinda how my mind works. O well. I'm being dumb, as usual, but I'm gonna work on it. It's just kinda hard for me, especially since he seems to be expecting me to be all hostess-like when he comes to visit James. He was awesome when we visited him, just really nice and easy to get along with. I can do that, but I really don't like my house, so I think nobody is gonna get to see it. I hope everything went alright with his roommates today...gah...why am I so dumb sometimes? you know what's funny...i've begun calling james my best friend. Very strange, but I feel closest to him I think, more so than most of my friends these days. I'm getting tired. I don't know why I think so much about these things, since they don't mean anything anyways...o well...i guess i'll head to bed, i need as much beauty sleep as i can POSSIBLY get.