Being asked questions. People trying to be sly, and cunning, except failing miserably. Feeling that I must justify my actions and the choices made. It is impossible to explain, and when I do, I feel like I'm saying something totally wrong, and if the other half found out I said that she'd be raging pissed. I don't think so though. I mean it's just a cheerleader being a cheerleader I suppose. Make more friends! How are the girls? are they better than the girl who talks with her Eyes? God? How am I supposed make them undersand? Give me patience lord. Please.

-CR