It's been kinda long, but I still think of him. It really drives me to the wall. My heart races when I talk about him, it makes me feel like a stupid school girl all over again. Step thinks it's an awesome feeling, I guess so? I grin like an idiot when I think about it. It's really retarded when I think back. Cheter keeps pushing me to talk to him, but Step thinks I should take it slow. I think I'd probably end up doing it my way - shut up and let it fade into oblivion. Awesome.



Anyway, if you guys are wondering, I got a B for my chinese. I really wanted an A and I did put in my best effort. Guess it's just never enough. Just like me, never good enough... Hahahahaha, stupid emo. Whatever.



Off from com and on to bed. Loves.