I'm sitting here at the local cyber centre, wondering where in God's name I should begin. So much has taken place since my last entry. At last, Friday. But I shouldn't be so glad; I'm doing absolutely nothing tonite.

                  School was a drag. When isn't it? Lady M and I just came from dinner. She went to see Boz at Club London last Sunday evening, and I did not go. She said it was very fun, and she was kind enough to phone me that nite. Then Boz got on the phone, since I couldn't be there to chat with him. It was quite pleasant. I've been busy trying to plan my upcoming celebration of birth. Lady M, myself, and a few wonderful dolls will probably dance the nite away at a Hollywood Disco, as usual. I'm not quite one and twenty yet, but I'll get there soon enough.

                  Lately, I've just been reading lots of English Verse, spending time at the library, polishing my French, and keeping my nose in the books. It's my last year of school, so I have to get serious. Serious is a word used very often these days. I have given a lot of thought towards my relationship with Melvin, and I do think he is perfect for me. We are perfect for each other. But I don't think that should be a good thing. If we are perfect, there is no room for improvements. But on a more grave note, I do love him dearly, now, today, tomorrow, and always...

                  The weather continues as charming!