ARGH! I actually had a good day today. I hung out with everyone at the school for the ID cards and lockers. Then David, Brian and Morgan came over to my house to chill. It was so fun and I got to be around David for a few hours which always makes me giddy. Morgan said me and David looked like a couple. I could scream. I wish we were sometimes but high school boys are so fucking confusing. I know that we are all suppose to be all bashful and shit but, dear lord, I hate that. I mean I told him straight up. I LIKE YOU! And all I get is mild fondelation(which isn’t even a word, so you know). OH JESUS! He just said what I said right there, caps and all. Oh jesus. I just fell off my chair and I can’t stop smiling . . . OH MY ASHLEY(Ashley is god for a few months). Okay, if it is all a joke I will kill whoever did it, just for the sake of humanity. If someone could be that evil they should die. But otherwise, oh jesus. I like him. He likes me. It's one of those wonderful occasions that should live on forever. Oh lord . . . too giddy for many words. But I have to say that I am happy. After all that fucking wondering. I couldn't tell. I couldn’t, now I know, and I know in all caps. It's like . . . jesus. I don’t know what it's like. Just happy. I never had to play a game like that for that long. It's terrible and after this, I am never going to try and get a high school guy ever again. I have had enough of this stupid "I like you, do you like me?" "well . . . I act like I do, right?" I mean, it's cute and all, just, you know, once is enough. If I can get the balls to admit it, why not bring it all out in the open? But he did, after many days of coercion. Lol. But I'm happy. It's nice to know that another guy can feel "that" way about someone like me. Always reassuring. I mean, if I was a guy I wouldn't want to date me. I would tell me that I just want to be friends with me. *Laughs.* Yeah, right. I will never say anything like that again. We all know how insanely self-absorbed I am. But that's mostly because I think I am smarter than everyone else. I think I am really quite hideous, appearances wise. But then I am a really harsh judge of that. Everyone is their own worst critic. Stupid, high school relationships are notoriously so. Argh, I know that this is going to be some stupid Dawson’s Creek thing, or something, but I have already lost almost all of my childhood innocence. Lets give me just one unintelligent unthought, typical teenage move. I will try and divulge in my hormones just this once. No sex, I swear to god. I don’t care, no sex, not for years. Lol, I sound like a prude. OH GOD, HE SAID HE LIKES ME! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! This is fun. Oh my god. And I was so fucking certain he was leading me on and that he didn’t like me. And now I know, he does. And oh my god, I am so not ready for this. How could I skip my training in high school interactions yet know what to do in an adult relationship. This is so fucking screwy. I’ll ask Ashley, if we get together. Doubtful, yet, no, still doubtful. I am currently sanding the number off my math book. I have the wrong one so now I need to turn it in. But I cant turn it in unless the numbers match. Thus, the sanding on the book. I have to be at the school at eight tomorrow so I had better sleep some. Nighty.