2003-03-13 - 3:57 p.m.

nine words.

thoughts of her race through my mind. what color hair does she have? i wonder if she is funny? i wonder if she is prettier than me? does that mean he is over me? she only goes to community college.

say something. anything. clear your throat and hold back these confused voices.

finger nail to my teeth. avoiding eye contact.

maybe i thought things wouldnt change. maybe i thought ive never laughed as hard as i did the other night. maybe i thought you thought i was special. maybe i thought your eyes still conveyed hurt.

just hold on and think. dont be irrational. you always think things through, how come not now?

"im thinking about asking this girl out from school." boy

"that sounds like a good idea"