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so after thinking about virginity last night i had this terrible dream. i was in my middle school cafateria with the entirety of CSW. karl fisher was there, and he was like "i need to talk to everyone but the seniors, the seniors can go." but then the seniors were like "what are you telling the underclassmen that you can't tell us?" and then karl was like "okay let me put it this way, everyone who isn't a virgin can go." at this point all the freshmen, sophmores and juniors stay sitting but almost the entire senior class gets up and leaves. the only people left are me and five other girls who actually went to my middle school and were the five most unattractive girls ever. in confusion i asked karl "wait, who's supposed to stay?" and karl said "oh you're fine, you can go." but i sat back down awkwardly because i was a virgin and he'd just assumed wrong. however i was also one of the only virgins in the entire senior class. talk about bizarre stress dreams.
now i know that probably sixty percent of the senior class are virgins. if not more. real life is not the television. this is a hard distinction for me to make.
by the way, i am totally head over heels for this boy. he kept petting my head today and he told me my hair smelled like vanilla and that my eyes were pretty. i think he's just incredibly nice and awesome to everyone, but i still want his babies. i'm crazy about him. i don't particularly want it to go anywhere, especially because when i think about if he likes me back or relationships or whatever i feel all sick on the inside. so i kinda just want him to keep petting me on the head and holding my hand and telling me my eyes are pretty and i'm just not going to think too hard about it at all. i think this is best.
i think i may abandon my video as my capstone and write something instead. like travel writing or something. it makes sense in my head, but i'm going to have to run it by ben. who knows how that will go. barb thinks it's a good idea.
if you actually read all of that and didn't just skim it like i skim all of your entries, good job!
now i know that probably sixty percent of the senior class are virgins. if not more. real life is not the television. this is a hard distinction for me to make.
by the way, i am totally head over heels for this boy. he kept petting my head today and he told me my hair smelled like vanilla and that my eyes were pretty. i think he's just incredibly nice and awesome to everyone, but i still want his babies. i'm crazy about him. i don't particularly want it to go anywhere, especially because when i think about if he likes me back or relationships or whatever i feel all sick on the inside. so i kinda just want him to keep petting me on the head and holding my hand and telling me my eyes are pretty and i'm just not going to think too hard about it at all. i think this is best.
i think i may abandon my video as my capstone and write something instead. like travel writing or something. it makes sense in my head, but i'm going to have to run it by ben. who knows how that will go. barb thinks it's a good idea.
if you actually read all of that and didn't just skim it like i skim all of your entries, good job!