Note: The only changes to this entry are minor corrections to grammar, punctuation, formatting, and spelling. I’ve also removed any last names which appeared, except in the case of teachers.
My life still sucks!
Maile believes that words are more convincing when spoken, not written. I’ll have to say to her how I feel, rather than have her read my journal again, next time we meet.
Why do I always love the people who don’t love me? People should be like cats. Aside from the fact that cats can have as many sexual partners as they want without guilt, cats also love anyone that treats them with love. If Copper (my cat, who is omniscient!) discriminated about physical appearance, goodness, and sweetness with the people she would love, she would not love me. But she doesn’t discriminate. Copper loves anyone who loves her.
I can’t even express how I feel about Maile.