Dear Diary

Since Thursday I've been at my Aunt Jana's house. Jana, me, Paula, and Jamie had a Jane Austen weekend where we watched a bunch of movies based on Jane Austen novels. We watched both versions of Pride and Prejudice, the newer Sense and Sensibility, Emma(the one with Gwyneth Paltrow), Persuasion (which i didn't like), and Mansfield Park. Persuasion sucked. It might seem shallow, but there were no pretty people. There was also no character development. I didn't care whether Anne and Captain Wentworth got together. Anyway, Pride and Prejudice is still my favorite! I love Mr. Darcy although Mr. Knightley gave him a run for his money. They both have what I value in a man. I talked to Jana about my past mistake. I think we'll call him Jim, cause I don't he'd want people to know what manipulative, user he is. She was very understanding. Jamie knows too. And even though I did things I wouldn't have done and I fell so hard and was so hurt I don't regret a moment of it. It taught me a little more about myself and what virtues I really want in a man. I want honesty, sensitivity, humility. Of course, romance is a biggie. According to Jana and everyone else I know I'm a hopeless romantic. I dream of happy endings but doesn't every girl? I want someone noble, who wants me no matter how bitchy and moody and unattractive I can be. I thought "Jim" was that guy. I guess that's why I gave him everything. But as it turns out, I was stupid and blind and now I know who I am. I think God does give us tests and trials to grow in soul and spirit. I'm definitely growing. So, where is my Mr. Darcy?