There’s a really cute guy at the security deskof where I work. I’ve noticed him a long time ago, he always looks at me when I pass by. I kind of want to go up to him and say something, but I’m not sure what I’d say to have an excuse to talk to him. I might ask him to call me a cab someday. I better hurry up since I won’t be working here anymore in 3 weeks.

Mom and dad left for Cali this morning. I woke up with the strangest feeling; it was hot and humid, and I was dissatisfied for some reason. Something didn’t feel right. It was probably because I rarely wake up alone in the house. Don’t know.