Even though Mr. Logic says that she's not going to write me, Mr. Emotion keeps looking for her email. I'm such a retard. Good thing school starts up next week, that should distract Mr. Emotion. Then I just need to view it like skating; try it, fall down, get back up, try it all over again.

The worst thing about being human, is that you can see exactly why you're feeling an emotion, but you're completely incapable of doing anything about it.