Back to the journal. Now, how was the party? Well, there's only one word to describe it; spectacular.

We spent the ENTIRE night together. I don't think I've ever drank so many cans of soda in my life. I noticed you don't do well with caffeine cause you got pretty hyper after a couple.

While I was having the time of my life, it appeared that Peter, well, disappeared! Look, I'm not obsessed with him. You even said it yourself on the day Peter quit the decathlon. What was it that you said exactly?

Wait, I got it. "I'm not obsessed with him I'm just very observant."

Guess what, Michelle. We are the same. Not exactly THE same, but we're both observant. You're so observant you pointed out that Ned was alone and not attached to the hip with Peter. I would've pointed it out too, but I was so focused on you I didn't even notice.

You said you liked my fishnets which was a total win in my book. You also mentioned that you wanted to talk to me a long time ago but was too scared to do it. Who would've thought that I was intimidating? Do I have a resting bitch face too?

After looking in the mirror I can confirm that I do in fact have a resting bitch face. The more you know, I guess. Anyway, you, Michelle, a total badass, was scared to talk to me. Little did you know I was too scared to talk to you!

I forgot to mention how good you looked in your outfit. It's nice seeing you in a dress. It was definitely shocking to see you in it, but trust me, I wasn't complaining.

Anyway, I should probably get to bed. We're driving to D.C. tomorrow for the decathlon! At least we get to miss the school day, but we have to spend like four hours driving there. I would say let's go see the White House but fuck our president.

Do you miss Obama? I sure as hell do.

Okay, I really need to go to bed.

Can't wait to sit with you on the bus tomorrow. Or across from you. Or behind? In front?

Just shut up, Kendall.