it's a start

so let's give my crush a name.
let's give him white boy.

white boy's the cutest kid ever. i think i'm making progress. in religion class, he kept smiling at me but i felt bad because he had to get a whole period's worth of detention (religion class people, you already guess who it is) haha. at fifth, he sat with me on the computers, this time henry wasn't being a cockblock & i saw the sparks ;). shannon was texting me 'you guys are so cute' blah blah blah. obvie we are. we played on my itouch and then it died on me :( but i beat him all the time. we played tap tap, connect four, hockey, etc.. he told me to watch his hockey game on thursday, i might as well. ugh, he's so damn cuuuute. it's love.

on the other hand, chris cf picked me up from school today. then he just chilled at my house. he pissed me off because he was going to read the last page of the book i'm reading so i hoped on his back like a piggy back and fell off. we like fought until i got my book back. that bitch is fucking abusive. then he played the guitar. i love it when he plays guitar, or any guy, it sounds so much better than what i could do. but oh well. then he left after like thirty minutes. now i'm here.

ps - to whom it may concern. i'm sorry for being mean to you. i'm sorry for being rude. i'm sorry for pissing you off. if you accept, thats cool. but if you're going to act like a jerk, then fine. i hope you know that i don't say sorry a lot and i don't know why i give a shit. so take this in.

i'm going to get ready for work. make that cash manny.
toodle loo chicken poos.