It's over when you decide it's over," Norah says. "When you call it a night. The rest is just a matter of where the sun is in the sky. That has nothing to do with us.

Wow. I feel like in this riot of people, I have been kicked in the stomach, but by the giddy police. Forget about the need for oxygen. My mouth wants to go back to the place it just left.

One of the failures of cellular communication is that tiredness often comes across as sadness.

I feel like you may be a special and kind person. And I would like to make it my business to know special and kind people. Especially if they are boys my age.

Books. I'd probably spend all my time alone and lost in books if I could. It's easier that way.

Life is funny, baby, and that's no joke

Things change all the time, mostly in little ways.