I am high. As a kite. Way up high. In the cloud filled sky. Today was an all right day. I got up at 3 in the am. I ate a nice breakfast. I washed my clothes. I watched the news. I made coffee for my mom. And I smiled the whole time. Friday. There is no better day. Friday. Just saying it makes my heart flutter a little faster. Today: I almost went comatose in Grammar class. I gave Pat my phone number and e mail addy. I wished Pat goodluck. I learned more about Malcolm X. I learned more about hypnosis and drugs. I learned about mass communication and media. I waited for Keith. I didn't see Keith. I checked my e mail. I paid my parking fine. I withdrew from my class. I went around paying other bills. I stopped at Dani's. I set up tonights plans. I came home. I lied to my mom. Went back to Dani's. Chilled. Laughed. Smoked. Talked. Now I'm home. I finally got the nerve to just give Pat my number and such. I know he won't call. I know Keith won't call either. I am a loser. Pathetic. And I am actually okay with that. If I don't at least take the chance and risk it, than I'll end up being an even bigger loser. I just want love. Love. Any love. Love. Someday. Love. Me. I am done for now.