Wednesday, May 26, 2010

do i....naww...right?

I am sixteen years old. I like this boy. I made a rant on him yestarday. Well today, I didn't see him in the morning. I got mad at his second period teacher because he keeps on kicking me out of his class even when I make my friends go to class because he's overly rude & a douche. I saw him sitting two rows behind me during this thing. I'm not even At lunch I came to sit, my friedn asked me to go out & I did. I spent 5 minutes with him before he went into English. He told me to go to class, but I asked if I could skip class with him because it's too hot outside (31 degrees) to do gym. He told me no & pushed me away. The WHOLE day I felt like I did something wrong. I know this is weird but the first song I hear in the morning tells how my whole day will be like. I heard Teardrops on my guitar-T.Swift. I felt like he was paying attentino to someone else the whole day. Even when he wasn't their I felt that way. Everything in my life reminds me of him. Do I love him? My vest smelt like him, I smelt it the whole day to make me feel better. I feel creepy saying that, but yeah. Oh well, I'll find out one day. After I become my nerdy/bad girl/emo/scene/sporty cheerleader next year. x)

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Ouui

So I like my friend. Ouui. More like I love this one friends. It's a boy.Were really close. I mean like were best friends, known each other forever type of close, even if we've only known each otehr for the past two years. We tell each other EVERYTHING. He's liek the only person who knows my real name. We make each other feel right. Why doesn't he ask me out, you might wonder. Well, he's being a couche bag by not giving me a chance becauseI'm not asian. I've never todl him, but he knew i liked him last year. I feel like the song "You belong with me" is the story of OUR story. Maybe I'm just beign stupid by liking him, but he's cute, funny, sweet, just right. When something happens that otehr people would be grossed out by, we laugh. Like once my legs were lying on him & I feel this hardness. So I'm like "wow, your abs are really hard...." & he pushes my legs off. I realized it was a boner & I just laugh. I didn't tell anyone. This other time my skinnies ripped in the middle. I told him. He made me feel better by tellnig this story about him farting in class. He makes me feel better but when something happens. It hurts me to tell him. Like when I stole. I cried for 10 minutes before I coudl finally tell him. He wiped the tears off my lashes, hugged tightly, & whispered everything I needed to hear. He's teh only one I can ever let touch me. He touches my legs. When i sat on him he rubbed my thighs. & touched my skin. I got goose bumps when he did that. I just told him I was cold. Once we went on a trip. He sat beside me whispering in my earall the things I wanted to hear. (Not dirty, funny) The people behind us told us to stop making out. We both laughed. Later I got cold & he gave me his jacket. I was to short to reach a flower so he got it for me & put it in my hair. Yet, he doesn't like me? Why not? I felt him sweating but I want to be sweating with him. Which we sat beside each other extremely closely. I never think gave with tank tops are hot. This morning he had a dress shirt, opened. He had a wifebeater, sweaty. I found it so hot. I just wanted to kiss him. I couldn't help look. He looks at my chest & touches my legs. If he does all of this that points to something, why is it csoemthing else?

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Birthday Post?

I haven't been on for a while. Most because one I'm busy, two my inter is down/virus. x) Fail, right? For my birthday it was a pretty hardcore day. So fun. Morning was normal. Kira gave me hers & Annie's present. Death Note t-shirt. <3 Shawnie gave me make up & stuff from Faces. Her dad works there. Janchu & Lissa tried to get us out of our test by telling our douch bag teacher it's my birthday. Totally didn't work. =__= In history my hawt student teacher KNEW it was my birthday & so did my teacher. I freaked out because, seriously, it's kind of creepy. At lunch my friends all said happy birthday & stuff. Some of them went missing. Turns out they made me a cake shaped in Hello Kitty's head. Tasted so good. <33In woodshop I went to go wash my face from the cake they put on it. I walk into my woodshop class. All I hear is them singing an off tune happy birthday. It was sweet. In gym, everyone just said happy birthday. In the end of the day, the whoel thing was completed by a hug from my crush. ;)