k, so my stomache is burning again, like crazy. If it starts to hurt as much as it did Saturday I'll probably just throw myself over the capes or something. Feels good to have a body that is useless. My bad. There's no school Friday. I'm not particularly jazzed by the thought of prom Saturday, but hopefully it'll be alright. After prom, on the other hand..♥. So I'm in LOVE with a kid in grade 10, who I've never had a real conversation with. Physically, flawless. Tall, thin, black hair that falls perfectly over his face every day. Cute, lead singer of a band, into weed & booze. This kid is perfect. Fuck. I'm boredering on the line of crazy obsessive. It's not 100% pathetic, though, because I never plan on making anything of it. He's in grade 10, and he has a girlfriend, the list goes on. It's just so much fun to love from a distance, you see only the good. More fun. Cheaah.