Just....my god...Where to begin. So the girl i was talking to turned out to be nothing. She got herself somebody else to chase after her. Oh well. That's what being youthful is all about. 'Love lost' or something like that. I found out about her new squeeze about two weeks after i posted 'pen pals'. We are still pen pals just with less gusto on my part. So I've had a while to recover and assemble myself. Actually it wasn't that hard to let go. Call me Miss.Rational, its what i do. But after all that happened, i begin to read more books to pass the time (because before all i did was daydream)and more and more, i've been feeling anxiety. Over nothing. It suck. And just know I've lost all my motivation to write. But i have a paper due tomorrow. Fuck.