September 3, 1999
I can't believe what's happening. I thought I was a good person that everyone liked, but I guess I was wrong. I can't believe that someone can say one thing to your face, and say horrible things about you behind your back, not realizing they're actually saying it to you in disguise. I know it sounds like a soap opera, but it's really happening to me. I was always told I was beautiful, and I could model, but to be told the opposite by someone that doesn't even know you very well hurts a lot. Especially an ex crush. I never did anything bad to him, so why does he hate me? Oh yeah, I know. I used to like him.
Luv
*~*Ali*~*
August 20, 1999
Today's the big Goo Goo Dolls concert at Jones Beach. I'm not going. I keep on having these dreams that I am, but I know I won't be since it's sold out. I could've gone, but my mom wouldn't let me, she thinks it'll be all wild 20 something guys, instead of what is sure to be screaming teeny-boppers for Mark and Johnny. And to make matters worse, tomorrow I'm going to see Detroit Rock City with my friend Amanda. That should be good, except it's supposed to be thunderstorms, and my hair will be a frizzy mess. And with only one showtime, we have to rush to get there. After all I've been through with this concert ordeal, I better be able to see Sam Huntington in really tight jeans! I swear, tonight I'm going to watch the Biorythm, the Much Music Spotlight, and listen to all three of my cd's to try and recreate the concert in my own bedroom. Well, I g2g, so I'll write back later.
Luv
*~*Ali*~*
