Dearest Carnation, Today we had the day off of school because of Martin Luther King Day. I still have my cold, but all of those other things are gone. Thank goodness! I am now just left with a nasty cough and stuffy nose.
I came home today from Portland.
I'm never going to start smoking. What's even the point of smoking? Does it make you feel happier or calm or something? I don't understand the purpose of it.
I'm not trying to figure out if I have a long nose. I had this dream and some person said I look exactly like [some girl].
I have to tell you now about how weird I've been today about Christian Slater. I've had this feeling like I know him better or something. It's kind of exciting actually. Gosh! Do I want to meet him! I really do!! The truth is, I know it wouldn't work out. I mean, look at us! He's 22 years old. I am only 14! It is completely psychotic for me to even be contemplating any of this in my head! Often times, when I imagine meeting him, we become friends right away.
I know sometimes I'm just a hopeless romantic, but sometimes I need to be to keep myself sane. Around here, guys can't think of as a girlfriend or anything.
I read my horoscope today. It said: Sometime in the near future you will be invited to an event. Accept! I thought about it and the only thing I could think of was the banquet. Hopefully something does happen with that. I love you!