She got me tickets to see a play. It was amazing. About the trial for the murder of Harvey Milk. It was so touching and really made me feel. Brilliant directing. I couldn't help thinking of her through it. In other news, this Friday I learned just how big the age difference is. Forty three years. I also learned that she thinks that everyone has a bit of child in them. I told her that I disagree and any child in me has been dead for years. She then said "it doesn't have to be the fun bubbly child. It can be the stubborn unreasonable child". I don't know what she was referring to when she said that. I don't believe that I have ever shown her the stubborn unreasonable part of me. Maybe she was talking about herself? I hope she was talking about herself. If she was talking about herself then she may have been alluding to a part of her loving me. That's almost definitely a wish. Destined to never be true. I need to go to bed. I have been studying too much this week. I lost points on a constructed response question in history class because I thought that Las Vegas was in California. Buenos noches.
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RomanceI've been hopelessly in love with Suzanne. I've started crushing on Red. What's going to happen? No clue. This is all true. My life, my love. No lies here. This is my journal.
