I think I have homework or something. I have this silly hope that when I come to school tomorrow someone is going to ask me to home coming. Like I’m cool or something. Oh that’d be sooo cool. I’m talking ridiculously cool. Ahhh I show up to school and someone just asks me to homecoming with flowers or in a special way. That’d be perfect and maybe a dream com true. I’m doing that thing where I get my hopes up for something that is definitely not going to happen. But then again people say if you want something bad enough and you pray and pray and believe that it’ll happen then it’ll happen. I’m starting to become a believer in fate. And that God has some weird plan for me. That everything that happens happens for a reason. You know? Maybe this way of thinking is me justifying my prayer that someone will ask me to homecoming this week. It doesn’t even have to be all special. We could be in mid conversation and they just pop out with it. Or they could just walk up to me and say hey Samantha do you want to go to homecoming with me? Ahhhhh ill take anything and ANYONEEEEEE. You know. But I'm not going to lieI want either Robert or Moe to ask me to homecoming. Robert is gorgeous and adorable and nice and smart and religious. Basically he’s perfect. But then there is Moe. And he’s rugged and rough around the edges. I barely know him and I like him already. He dresses nice. Such a gangster he’s always on his cell phone so it makes me wonder if I could ever be the person he’s talking to. He’s got a sense of mystery to him though. He makes me wonder about a lot of things. He’s in my advisory which kinda means off limits because it can make things awkward. But who cares as long as im happy for that moment. He’s funny and called me a hoe! Indirectly but as soon as he called me a hoe it was love. Seriously that is my personality to the core. And he called me a hoe! I secretly loved that. Hahah. Ahhh I have these perfect but different boys floating around my head and im too scared to tell anyone. How sad is that. But oh who I love it.