I asked Sara out to homecoming using 245 pixie stixs and a 25 lb. bag of sugar. And you know what? The little brat tricked me into telling her about it before she found it. I was kind of suspicious; I just didn't think I'd be right. Dang. I've been in school for a week now. I kinda like it. No hard classes, no homework, no big huge assignments - it's nice. Now to think a little more deeply, I sometimes wonder if I forget that Sara is human too. I know I've caught myself thinking that, and that WILL lead to me not treating her as one. If that happens, it's not like I'm abusive or anything like that, but I know that there's just some feeling between us that's just not right. I wonder if that’s the reason she gets certain feelings sometimes. She has feelings and emotions too, and it's important to be sensitive to them. Don't just treat her like an object. That's what I'm really afraid of doing, and that gives me a lot of motivation to change. I keep finding out that one of the best and most meaningful things I can do is hold her. And at the same time cherish her, and think about how lucky I am to have such a wonderful girl to make you feel complete.