Well, I am finally 23 years old. I wish I looked a day over 16. I probably won’t look 23 till I’m about 35. Ma says she thinks I’m starting to look older, but I still don’t think so. It’s not just cuz I’m short and thin, it’s my baby face and huge eyes.

Tammy never called, but like I said it worked out for the better.

Nervous’s car did break down as I had feared and I would’ve been paranoid about that and of course I can’t stand his driving or his mouth.

I would’ve had to pay $38 for a round-trip bus ticket to New London! That’s outrageous.

Aunt Ruth can’t take me for my written exam next Saturday cuz she’s going to Connecticut to see some people she used to camp with. Philip’s in Mexico and I know Andy will never take me. Also, his car has trouble, too.

I wish Andy and I could try to make it together in the music world, but he doesn’t want to cuz he feels people will admire me more than him if I was the lead singer and that’s so stupid. Another person I can’t trust that doesn’t understand me. He needs me and I need him, but no.

He says he’s coming over tomorrow afternoon to celebrate my b-day. Sure. Alright.

Ma sent me this hideous fruit candy package with white chocolate which I hate. I gave it to Nervo.

She says Monday there’s more mail and to read whatever comes in the mail carefully. I wonder if it’s a letter, but I doubt it. They never really write letters, only postcards which are plain and simple.

I started to make out a check to the dating service for $70, but I just really don’t think it’s worth it. Besides, I need that money for other more important things.

Later...

I’m still awake and I’m staying that way till tonight so I can get on a decent schedule which I’m determined to stay on for once.

I polished my nails a tannish-brown color, then I put shit loads of glitter over them. It looks so good. Almost like silver glitter and of course, you can see the brown.

Tammy did call today, and we both agreed we were wrong that other day. Also, I played some piano and read her the lyrics I recently wrote.

I composed a song on the piano, too. I’m so impressed with it. I’m wondering what Andy will think. He’s supposed to be over this afternoon.

I was going to rearrange the living room but decided against it. But I do want to rearrange all my personal stuff. Some of the stuff on the furniture is too cluttered, like in the bedroom.