Princess Mia (The Princess Diaries 9)

Oh, God. I don’t know.

I don’t know anything anymore.

Which leads me to:

But I need to get my head straightened out before I can let anybody else into it. Does that make sense?

Please don’t hate me.

Love,

Mia

Okay. Hitting SEND before I can change my mind…

Thursday, September 23, 7 a.m., the loft

Inbox: 2!

The first one was from Michael. My heart started beating super fast when I saw it.

But I must be getting a little better, because my palms didn’t get sweaty this time.

Could therapy be working? Or am I just completely dehydrated from all that crying last night?

I couldn’t help wondering, like always, if maybe he’d finally changed his mind, and decided he wanted to get back together after all….

If he did, would I go for it? Would I really stoop that low and take him back, after everything I’d been through in the past few weeks?

Yeah. I would.

But I was crushed (again) to see it was just a link to the New York Post’s story covering the AEHS explosion yesterday, with a note that said:

So I guess Kenny finally figured out how to get the attention he’s always felt he deserved….

Then there was a wink face, and then Michael’s signature.

So. I guess he’s not upset about all the stuff about me and J.P. after all.

Not that he would be. Since we’re just friends and all.

Sigh.

The second e-mail was from J.P. in response to mine. I have to admit, my heart didn’t speed up AT ALL when I saw it.

JPRA4: Dear Mia,

You take all the time you need to get your head straightened out (although I have to admit your head’s always seemed perfect to me). I’ll wait.

Love,

J.P.

So. That’s nice.

I guess.

Thursday, September 23, Homeroom