This is the 2nd day since the "Valentine-Justin-Shut-Down" incident and I seem fine. Hmmm...each day seems to get better. Maybe it's not as bad as I thought?

The sun is finally shining. Maybe that's a good sign? Plus I dreamt of water and river (methinks) last night. That's supposed to be good signs.

I wonder how he's holding up. He's pretty courageous to comfront me. I wonder if he thinks about me or whatever happened when he's bored at school? Hmmm...