summer

its finally summer and i am taking a break from blogging. I will probably come back soon but right now it feels like too much pressure. SOOOO talk to you soon....maybe.

are you kidding me

So after my decision to just live with my crush and try not to obsess too much and just watch from afar, He fets moved right next to me. He just had to talk all through english and now he sits next to quiet me. On top of that I was wearing an absolutely disgusting outfit today due to rain and shorts mishap. Lets just set it involved cut off sweats and tennis shoes with no socks.... sexy I know. So with no hope of impressing him today I have to look extra cute tomorrow. Despite what I said I am just going to go full force.

So basically....

I am trying to get over this guy. Unfortunately I have it bad. I have liked him for the majority of the year and I was honestly starting to get over him. Then we got put into a project group together and it has been downhill from there. I still get butterflies every time I see him and I want him like no other. I indulge myself in thinking about us being together even though I know it probably won't happen. Any tips on how to flirt in a more effective way. The way I see it is if I am never going to stop liking you why torture myself through distance and keep our relationship as only a figment of my overactive imagination.

Makeover

So this summer I want to give myself a total makeover. Back to my mission of coming into my own and I am not quite sure how to go about this or fund this either. The object is to make a splash for the second half of my high school career. Any and all ideas are welcome.

Permit

Got it. Today. Boo. Yah.

star testing

absolutely sucks. Required testing mandated my the state which could save thousands but no. Instead I have to sit in a cranky math teacher's class for three hours trying to remember old geometric formulas so the government can see how well we are doing. Dear California you really spend your money well.

Silence

The silence has finally broken between me and my drunk dialing victim. We got put into a project together and now are forced to talk. Oh thank God for your forceful intervention. Now lets hope the shyness won't get the best of me. Maybe I can nurse our once flirtatious relationship back to health. I sure hope so because man he is looking fine.