i just realized, there's something about being held tightly to a guy's body (as long as i know him fairly well) that just makes me feel good and safe. i'm not sure why. but i like it. that may sound slutty, or whatever, but seriously. the stomp/dance thing tonight kind of sucked ass. today was fun, spending most of it just chilling with mckay and nick was great. but then nick got drafted to go do lacross practice, so me and mckay just sat and talked. it was nice. i love that kid. then nick came back and was a total fruit. he was being dumb and half the time didnt really acknowledge i was there and i was trying to reason with myself saying, this isn't that bad, and its not like you're going out; he's not yours and your not his. didn't help. then i went to mckay and was like, can we go to wendy's? cos i kind of just wanted to get out of there, and so mckay went to nick and jake petersen and we all went, and then nick was like apologizing but he was saying sorry for his feet stinking (which, trust me, they did) but i kept telling him i didn't care if they stank. cos i hardly smelt them anyway. (smelt? is that the correct sense of the term? oh well.) i don't know. today was great tonight sucked thats my conclusion goodnight.