I was watching the gymnastics on TV last night at the Commonwealth Games, and I swear, everytime one of the girls did a jump or a dismount, my stomach lurched, as though I was the one doing the routine. What if she fell? What if she stuffed her dismount? What if she stepped outside the boundaries? It wasn't about winning the gold medal - I felt like that for every girl, not just the Australian ones. Just the anticipation of the whole event. I wonder what it would be like to actually be there at Kuala Lumper, (I can't spell), actually watching the gymnastics live.
My penpal Lisa sent me a silver bracelet with my name, Jadey (a nickname that my closest friends call me), engraved on it. It's so pretty, I've never have a bracelet this delicate. I'm so scared I'm going to lose it, because it keeps slipping up my arm.
I had other stuff to say in this journal entry...too bad I can't think of anything else.