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Feb 24, 2009 19:56

I have a letter from the guy I like:

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Hey, I don't want to disappoint,
but, I'm not looking into that
girlfriend/boyfriend stuff right now.
Past disappointments and stuff, you know,
but I'll be glad to be friends?!
woo!! -Andres

In a way, I'm disappointed. I know what he means, in a way. I haven't been in a "serious" relationship, and I've never had my first kiss - I haven't probably been disappointed in the way he has, if that's how he meant it. Well, if he wants to be friends, we will be friends. Everyone knows I could use more, hah. Mmm, I proclaimed myself Jacob's friend and even said how I saved his life from a speeding truck and a rabid raccoon - I am hot stuff. In all honesty, I had myself a good cry, but I am feeling much, much better now. Although, if he gets a girlfriend like... next week, I will jump him.

Speaking of jumping, some guy thought I was going to beat him or something. Someone asked where Marco was [he's gay, by the way] and they started talking about him and then I put my pencil down and stare at the guy across from me and he goes, "Oh! I'm sorry! I forgot you were friends with him." And I just continue staring and go, "What? I don't recall saying anything." And Alex, who is sitting next to me, keeps staring, as if I'm going to do/say anything. So he turns to the other guy and goes, "She looks like she's going to hurt you, Frankie." I look twelve, yet intimidating!

school, boys, twelve, life

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