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Hello, My name's Karleigh.
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Monday, June 06, 2005

On a roll

4 Nights in a row. I'm on a role. I don't think I've ever posted this much in here ever. I guess I have alot of things to say and I don't feel like annoying my friends by being repetitive or obsessive.

Things between Justin and I are different on the phone. But only when I call him. If he calls me things are incredible. But when I call him he seems so preoccupied. I'm going to stick to letting him call me most of the time. It's better that way. He wrote a song about me. That makes me soo happy. And he's going to teach it to his band this weekend hopefully so maybe I will get to hear it. Soon. That would seriously like make my year. God, I'm falling so fast.

I get my braces on bright and early tomorrow morning. Ugh. I'm so not looking forward to this. Not even a little. I worry so much that I'm not going to want to smile as much. I also worry that people might not think I as pretty as they thought before. Or what if I completely hate how I look with them. And I STUCK with them for the next TWO years! I worry way too much I know but it's really something that I seriously can't help. Especially when it comes to matters concerning my appearance. Friends would say I'm a little bit conceited. Oh well. I don't think there is anything wrong with having self-confidence.

Justin makes me feel beautiful. Incredibly beautiful. Just the look on his face when he first sees me is enough reassurance I need. I wish I could frame that look.

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