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12-08-09 15:12

Hi….thing.

Yeah, I know. You're a diary. It just sounds so cheesy if I call you that. I mean, Caitlyn Gellar does NOT write in a diary. EVER. But Mitchie gave you, on my birthday, to me, so I guess there's no choice. I'm glad she bought a black one, with white flowers on it, it would be a complete nightmare if it was pink. I don't hate the colour, heck, I may even like it. But that's not my character, you know? I'm tomboyish, I may be a girl. But I don't act like it.

So…..Yeah. I'm pretty bored, right now. Jason just came in, showing me one of his homemade birdhouses. (He decided to start making his own, because…well, no one would ever make him one. Poor kid.) I didn't tell him it looked like four plates of wood taped together, and I tried to keep in my laugh. So I just smiled at him and told him something like; "Keep going, Jas." I think. Sometimes I really am surprised over the fact that he just doesn't notice that we laugh at him. He's always so light, it's hard not to start grinning when he jumps into the room. And yeah, he JUMPS into the room. It's one of those thing he really can't help.

He's just an airhead. Let him be.

It's sad that I'm actually the only one that notices when he feels down. Because he does, believe me. It kills me to see him like that. But he doesn't take long. So I just tell him it's going to be alright, and that bright smile of his comes up again.

Sometimes I doubt that Shane and Nate even care. Shane is okay, he cares about his hair way too much, though. And Nate, yeah, I kind of like Nate. His hair it's so curly, and that smile…

Well, you understand. I had a crush on him since the first year I visited Camp Rock. He brought me to the nurse's office when I tripped over my own feet (It was because of him.) and landed on one of those sharp wooden chairs. It hurt, let me tell you that. But his eyes, they totally made the pain go away. When the nurse asked me what happened, I think I just blabbered something which caused Nate to look at me weirdly. I was so embarrassed, I wanted to crawl under a rock and die right there. I think he doesn't remember it, though.

I hope so, I still don't have a chance, anyways. I suck. Hehe, no, but seriously, I do.

Mitchie knocked on the door, just now. I'm sorry, I'm going to dump you.

I have the strange idea she's…sobbing?

Oh….shit.

I'm gonna kill that asshole.

Cait.

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