I Can Feel This Narcolepsy Slide
Saturday, Feb. 07, 2004 // 12:56 pm
I might go to a YMCA dance tonight to make today worth something. Nothing will happen, I'll meet Brittney's friends and things won't change. Everything's all right.
I burnt my fingernail on trying to light a candle with a lighter.
The house looks clean.
Brittney asked me earlier why I like Michael. I couldn't tell her. I just can't express myself in speech as well as I can do in writing sometimes. I don't talk about Michael in here a lot. I practically strive to know everything about him because I'm crazy like that. I like to know things about everybody. Well, his parents are divorced, he lives with his mother with his older brother James and his stepdad. Michael skateboards, which seems to be a trend these days. He is often humourous and seems happy. He has ADHD, long hair, beautiful skin, a scrawny body, and he is short.
And all the things about him are just so intriguing but he stills holds a reputation for being mysterious and outgoing at the same time. I sometimes catch myself staring at him in awe and when he makes eye contact, I'm scared to know what he'll think of my thoughts. Sometimes I wish our relationship would be a little more but it's fine the way things are. It's better when things aren't involved with love sometimes.