Just woke up right now. I don’t have anything planned today and yes, I believe I still do like David. I’m so ambivalent about my feelings for David. I guess it’s just because I’m a stupid teenager. Blame it all on the age. Blame everything on anything or anyone but myself. I notice that I tend to do that a lot. When someone presents a problem to me, or I give one to myself, the first thing I do is blame someone, or something, else. Oh yesterday my sister got me so mad. David was over at the time and she just ran out of the house to go with a friend’s family to the Spaghetti Factory. She asked me, because Mother and Dad weren’t home. I told her that she couldn’t go if she couldn’t contact Mother and Dad. She sounded like she was fine with this. Then when David shows up, I didn’t know he was coming over, we sit out front, because when Dad and Mother aren’t home our friends can’t come inside. Annie’s friend comes in the gate and pretty much demands that she is picking Annie up after I told her that, No, Annie is not going. Annie comes out the door and I tell her that she can’t leave then she leaves. David stays with me until Mother and Dad get back. The reason for my last post and the beginning of this one is that I almost kissed him. Almost. I sorta veered off to the left because I was afraid. But then I told him that I had been attempting to kiss him and we just sorta laughed and such. Then, later, online he says that he would have let me and that he had wanted to kiss sorta too. This all makes me still want to kiss him, despite my huge fear of rejection. I’m such a confused child. Well . . . yeah, confused. If anyone needs a brain enema right now, it’s I. Start fresh with a clear mind. And I’m quite sure I don’t want a boyfriend. That would just be way too much thought for me. So, no matter what happens, no actual commitment. Not for a long-ass time. I am still way too . . . not ready for any of that. And, I don’t know what to really think. I also don’t know why I have to make every first move. So not used to that. I’m almost Old-fashioned, sorta, when it comes to that. I would like him to be the one who does everything first. Just how I am. Well, seeing as how I am not dressed yet, I’m leaving this here. What a nice visual for all of you. NAKED! BWAHAHAHAHA!