Oh, Thoughtful Me...7
So.... not much happened today.
This gum is yummy!!
Spearmint...(:
But last night, I asked Jared if he still reads this journal.
Turns out he hasn't read it in a while.
SO I'M SAFE!!! :DD
I wonder if he lied.
He's a good liar.
and no. I DON'T "love the way he lies". -________-"
But anyways...
No seriously... this gum is sooo good.
I was cold in 3rd period, and I lend my sweater to a friend of mine...
And I wanted to ask Will for his sweater... but...
I don't think he would lend it to me...
I started imagining what would have happened if I did happen to ask him if I could use his sweater real quick...
This is sort of probably how it MIGHT have gone...:
Me: Hey, Will, can I use your sweater?
Will: -glare- why?
Me: Because..? It's cold?
Will: Maybe I'm using it.
Me: .... but the sleeves are rolled up.
Will: Well, no. You can't wear it anyways.
See..?
That's why I didn't ask.
Even though he was sitting RIGHT behind me at the time, I tried to pretend being cold, so he could get the message indirectly...
But of course.... he didn't.
The closest it would have gotten is he saw me cold, and hesitated to give me his sweater.
-sigh- How amazing it would have been if he did do that... :\
But of course, guys here have NO sense.
I mean, if I went to school in Korea, then they totally would have been there for me..!
But the guys here are too stuck up.
Conceited.
Snotty.
and big brats.
And they're "too good" to see the messages people send them.
Either that, or they DO see them.
They just don't want to answer them.
How rude....
Maybe I should stay single.
Just to save me some frustration and breaths.
None of these guys here are worth it.
NONE.
Not even cute, little Jared.
No. He's not little.
He's taller than me.
By like, a few centimeters!!!
But the cute part is right.
Will is DEFINITELY not worth it.
I still even wonder why I still like him.
If I do.... IF.
The only decent guy within the group of this year's "guys" is Chris.
Nahh... Jared wasn't half bad either.
He still isn't.
Just... GUHH..
He needs to stop coming around.!!
He's making it harder to forget him!!
It's all HIS fault that I blush a lot more than I should.
It's HIS fault that my 4th period classroom is warmer than any other class my whole high school LIFE.
IT'S ALL HIS FAULT.
I'm trying to move on from him, because he surely doesn't like ME...
BUT HE'S MAKING IT HARDER!!
But yet... I don't see myself physicaly complaining.
In fact... subconsiously.... maybe I like him being around me.
Him calling me a "baboo". Lol... his failed "babo".
Him calling me mean.
Him saying he hates my guts (even though he totally doesn't mean it ;)
Him bugging me like crazy.
Him asking me for help and asking me to type everything out for him...
Maybe this is something I need in my life.
Maybe he is something that I needed in my life.
Because my life is just too dull.
My class in this period wasn't exactly what I called "fun" until I sat next to him that day.
So maybe he's something I've been needing for a long time.
BUT HE DRIVES ME COMPLETELY INSANE.
Why is he so confusing?
These kinds of thoughts have NEVER spread across my mind. Ever.
Why are you doing this to me? :\
Making me so confused.
-gasp- maybe I'm a pedo...
WHERE THE FUHHH DID THAT COME FROM?!
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Side Note: Whoops.... I sort of got frustrated at Jared...
Uh ohh.... My hand hurts...
Like, he asked me for help on how to proofread (seriously?! PROOFREAD?! The easiest thing in the English book??) and then like, the same girl that was sitting next to him before we moved started tickling him? And so I got frustrated (because he asked for my help! He didn't ask for a free tickle session. She just needed to back off.... seriously) so I just got an answer key. slammed it on the desk and said, "Here! Use that!"
Hopefully he didn't hear that. I'm pretty sure he didn't. (mock) He was too busy being tickled. Mehh (unmock)
But seriously.... that sort of did frustrate me. Especially that chick. She needs to frickin stop being like that.
I'm going to stop giving her my black Sharpie from now on.
Just say I don't have it anymore... or something...
HE HEHEEEE. THIS IS SUCH A DEVIOUS WEEK(;
This gum is yummy!!
Spearmint...(:
But last night, I asked Jared if he still reads this journal.
Turns out he hasn't read it in a while.
SO I'M SAFE!!! :DD
I wonder if he lied.
He's a good liar.
and no. I DON'T "love the way he lies". -________-"
But anyways...
No seriously... this gum is sooo good.
I was cold in 3rd period, and I lend my sweater to a friend of mine...
And I wanted to ask Will for his sweater... but...
I don't think he would lend it to me...
I started imagining what would have happened if I did happen to ask him if I could use his sweater real quick...
This is sort of probably how it MIGHT have gone...:
Me: Hey, Will, can I use your sweater?
Will: -glare- why?
Me: Because..? It's cold?
Will: Maybe I'm using it.
Me: .... but the sleeves are rolled up.
Will: Well, no. You can't wear it anyways.
See..?
That's why I didn't ask.
Even though he was sitting RIGHT behind me at the time, I tried to pretend being cold, so he could get the message indirectly...
But of course.... he didn't.
The closest it would have gotten is he saw me cold, and hesitated to give me his sweater.
-sigh- How amazing it would have been if he did do that... :\
But of course, guys here have NO sense.
I mean, if I went to school in Korea, then they totally would have been there for me..!
But the guys here are too stuck up.
Conceited.
Snotty.
and big brats.
And they're "too good" to see the messages people send them.
Either that, or they DO see them.
They just don't want to answer them.
How rude....
Maybe I should stay single.
Just to save me some frustration and breaths.
None of these guys here are worth it.
NONE.
Not even cute, little Jared.
No. He's not little.
He's taller than me.
By like, a few centimeters!!!
But the cute part is right.
Will is DEFINITELY not worth it.
I still even wonder why I still like him.
If I do.... IF.
The only decent guy within the group of this year's "guys" is Chris.
Nahh... Jared wasn't half bad either.
He still isn't.
Just... GUHH..
He needs to stop coming around.!!
He's making it harder to forget him!!
It's all HIS fault that I blush a lot more than I should.
It's HIS fault that my 4th period classroom is warmer than any other class my whole high school LIFE.
IT'S ALL HIS FAULT.
I'm trying to move on from him, because he surely doesn't like ME...
BUT HE'S MAKING IT HARDER!!
But yet... I don't see myself physicaly complaining.
In fact... subconsiously.... maybe I like him being around me.
Him calling me a "baboo". Lol... his failed "babo".
Him calling me mean.
Him saying he hates my guts (even though he totally doesn't mean it ;)
Him bugging me like crazy.
Him asking me for help and asking me to type everything out for him...
Maybe this is something I need in my life.
Maybe he is something that I needed in my life.
Because my life is just too dull.
My class in this period wasn't exactly what I called "fun" until I sat next to him that day.
So maybe he's something I've been needing for a long time.
BUT HE DRIVES ME COMPLETELY INSANE.
Why is he so confusing?
These kinds of thoughts have NEVER spread across my mind. Ever.
Why are you doing this to me? :\
Making me so confused.
-gasp- maybe I'm a pedo...
WHERE THE FUHHH DID THAT COME FROM?!
----------------------------------------------------------
Side Note: Whoops.... I sort of got frustrated at Jared...
Uh ohh.... My hand hurts...
Like, he asked me for help on how to proofread (seriously?! PROOFREAD?! The easiest thing in the English book??) and then like, the same girl that was sitting next to him before we moved started tickling him? And so I got frustrated (because he asked for my help! He didn't ask for a free tickle session. She just needed to back off.... seriously) so I just got an answer key. slammed it on the desk and said, "Here! Use that!"
Hopefully he didn't hear that. I'm pretty sure he didn't. (mock) He was too busy being tickled. Mehh (unmock)
But seriously.... that sort of did frustrate me. Especially that chick. She needs to frickin stop being like that.
I'm going to stop giving her my black Sharpie from now on.
Just say I don't have it anymore... or something...
HE HEHEEEE. THIS IS SUCH A DEVIOUS WEEK(;