It is now 9:36 p.m. the weather is dark. I have a crush on a boy at church. he's 21 too. I hate this feeling that i'm 12 again. that was 9 years ago. gah. I keep wanting to make someone ask him if he likes me too. next sunday what is this? Autumn's burnt-out-relationships diary? I'm sure that i'll think it's hilarious when im 43.