God, I am afraid he won't give me his answer today. If only somebody would help me - it is all so terribly depressing.

I am racking my brains to find out why he left without saying goodby to me.

I am so infinitely happy that he loves me so much, and I pray that it will always be like this. It won't be my fault if he ever stops loving me.

I am a sociologist, God help me.

Today I bought two lottery tickets, because I had a feeling that it would be now or never - they were both blanks. So I am not going to be rich after all. Nothing at all to be done about it.

Just give me a good role that allows me to hone my craft, and I am a pretty happy camper.