So yeah, last week sucked. It was exam week and Homecoming week. Both of these made last week very trying. The good thing is that I'm pretty sure I did well on all the exams. Also, the homecoming parade and show went great. I'm glad to know I'm respected as a musician and a marcher in the band in that they put me in the front row on the far left. It's a point that everyone sees and the rest of the band has to guide to. So yeah...I rock.

Last week was a long week though. I never had enough sleep and was getting slowly and slowly more depressed as the week went on. My loneliness was creeping up on me, despite the friends I have. I was wanting a more personal, intimate relationship....still am. Figures, I'm doing so great with everything else. School, Work, Life, Friends....even money is starting to look ok too, but that issue is just sweeping in and knocking me to the ground. I'm sure I'll be ok. I'm a trooper.

I am such a loser though. I spent my entire weekend that I wasn't marching during working on a midi file that would eventually become a ringtone for my phone. When I wasn't working on the midi file, I was working on a way to get it onto my phone. In the end, I succeeded. The Rorouni Kenshin song "Heart of Sword" is now my ringtone. I'm pretty proud of it. I actually set up a WAP internet site with files on it so my phone could download it too. That's how much of a dork I am. It's pathetic really.

On other dorky notes, tomorrow I start working on the new diary design. For my JAVA programming class, I suggested to the professor that we make a live journal script for our class project. After we discussed some things about it, he thought it would be an excellent idea. So, the new design will involve separate pages for each person writing a weblog or diary on the site. It'll be more like say...LiveJournal.com or something. It'll be more personal. That'll be nice. And it'll be mine...all mine...mwahahaha. (lightning and thunderclap).

On a very stupid / funny note, this morning I was hanging with the other trans girl on campus. We were talking about random things, and at one point I said I wanted to get some slut boots. She misheard me and said "Slug Boots?" We laughed for a long time....since we have so much estrogen, it was amplified quite a bit. I probably laughed for a good fifteen to twenty minutes at such a stupid thing. She then proceeded to draw the Slug Boots in her notebook, which caused more laughter. It took quite a while to calm down. All in all, it was a good time.

Oh yeah, here's another interesting story. So, I seem to have a gay boy interested in me. He is confused as to how he feels and knows that it's odd. He's scared as to what that means if he does have feelings for me. How does that work? A gay boy and a trans girl? I don't think I've ever heard of that before. But yeah, I'll write more as things progress with that.

Well, I think I better stop with this entry considering I'm starting to push Lauren off the entry page. I should get to doing some sort of work at my job too. I've been writing this at work. It's nice. I'm getting paid to work on my website. Well, I'm off.

Luv,

Jessica