It's been a week now. I'm hanging in there, but it's tough. Maybe it'll get easier with time.

I was not aware that the cab of a Chevy Silverado could hold five teenage boys. Some of my friends came to see me today - well, rather, Yesu wanted to see me, Steve has a vehicle, and three more of them decided to tag along. Made me feel better, I haven't seen them since last Friday. (Yesu is my cosmic twin, not getting to see him is like not having the use of one side of my body.)

Anyway...I guess I don't really have much else to talk about.

Oh! My friend Jessie is having a hard time with her pregnancy, so if you're the praying type, please keep her in your thoughts. Thanks!

Wow, what all has happened that I can write about?

I've been accepted at Wesleyan. YAY! I'm really relieved, I didn't apply anywhere else and I would be very much screwed if I didn't get in. Now I have to try and get scholarships and stuff, but thankfully it isn't that expensive a school. (I was surprised - a private women's college, you'd think it'd be exorbitant.)

And one of my poems (a personal favorite, too) has been selected for publication. I'm really excited about that, too, because I fancy myself a halfway decent poet.

What else...I should be making entries fairly regularly, because I'm not allowed to go back to school (doctor's orders) for another 5 weeks. I'm going stir-crazy, but I'll live.

More good news! Armand turned out to be a cute little boy after all. Brown-blond hair with red highlights and big brown eyes, 7 pounds 7 ounces, 20 inches long. I'm so glad he isn't ugly, I was really worried. And he's not fussy either. A perfect baby...and I don't even like little babies, go figure.

Well, that's all for now.