my journal entry on may 3, 2003, exactly a year ago today. my best friend, juan, was getting back from Japan after being there for almost a year.

it’s 4:54 and i’m waiting at the airport for juan. his plane is scheduled to land at 5:06. i have a feeling these next few minutes will be some of the longest in my life.

my mom said laura’s going to be mad that i didn’t bring her to pick him up. i don’t think so. i mean, i hope not. and we’ve been planning it just like this for months….i still have a feeling that something’s going to fuck up and he won’t be on this plane. it’s just because it feels so unreal, i think.

i wonder if we’ve changed at all. i kind of hope so. people change, right?

4:59

i hate the newsstands here…how you have to go through security and have a ticket to get them. i want to read something!

5:01

i’m going to the bathroom.