11:16 p.m.
October 19, 2003
i wish that i could get my mind off of you. sadly, though, i've been pretty one-track. i know i'm horrible, but maybe, just maybe, if i work at it, something will happen.
i've been brought to believe that with work, you can accomplish anything. this holds true in my mind. but logic seems to defeat this notion, and i really haven't wanted to work this hard in a long time.
i'll keep on trying, i guess, no matter how hopeless it feels inside.