boy:(10:07:18 PM): i read some of your diary and the more i learn of you the more i want to say nice things and kiss your hand, or perhaps your cello, or feet.

isn't that nice? sometimes i wish people would tell me that they read this thing, just so i would know if it would be necessary...there are some people who i know read it...and it makes me glad that they take the time to do it, even if they don't like me very much. maybe you should start diaries, and i can read yours...