Oh my god. My life is so fucked up right now. Stupid Greta told Justin I liked him. Justin told Sean that he knows, and Sean told me tonite. I got all sad, and broke into tears. Sean hugged me and tried to cheer me up. Justin acted like such a jerk about it. I can't believe Greta, one of my best friends told him.

Scott knows I like him. On thursday I cut algebra, and went to Danielle's gym class. She is in the same gym class as Scott. I watched him from the bleachers all period. Then in 5th period there is a guy named Josh Johnson. He's Scott's best friend. He's the one who first told Scott I might like him. When the final bell rang, Josh wasn't there yet. He came in a few seconds later and started talking to Jessica Holmes. Then in walked Scott. He came with Josh to my art class! Jason James started kicking me under the desk, and Scott whispered "hi" as he walked by! I was totally freaking out inside! Then Josh held a note in front of my face, I was too nervous to be able to read, but I did catch the words "cute girl" and "I would ask her out". He then pulled it away and said, "that information pertains to you". Josh and Scott spent the rest of the class painting shirts. Towards the end of class.. Josh gave me a hug from behind, and said "he's such a cutie isn't he!" I talked to Sean after school and told him what happened, then he started calling me "cute girl".

Juliet's Journal, back|forward
Wake up. Shower. Omelette or rice?
Read up on hydrogen burning. Jot notes.
Breakfast: tortillas, rice pudding, unbaked beans.
Read up on utopia.
Set pan with baking soda to heat to clean.
Cranberry and hibiscus tea (check on the hibiscus)
Clean off table of letters, books, bills.
Wash dishes.
Mix up a solution of borax and Dr. Bronner's Magic All-in-One Eucalyptus Castile soap and wash the floor.
Hoky-sweep the carpet.
Scrounge for bus fare.
Pack lunch: an orange. Leftover chili.
Set off for work. 57 to BART. AC 8 to the top of the hill.
3 dinosaur shows.

I am told my haircut makes me look much younger.
High energy show last night (BIMPS), good crowd.
I mime a motorcycle accident. Slow down my space work, I think.
I am double cast in a novel as both the stable boy and "Malicious the Silent."
Scenes without "I"- I am too conscious of the form. I have the impulse to say "I" almost every line, stifle it. Should I just play the scene oblivious to the limitation? The audience loves to see the look on the face when you suddenly realize what you've just said.

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