I wish Cory would leave me alone. Blah. He went up to the guy across the street the other day and told him i was some psycho, or that's what Karl got out of it. I'll "talk" to him. Today Natalie and I sat at Grant's lunch table. And I caught him staring at me about eight times. And he caught me staring like eight times. He might have been staring because I was staring, wondering what the hell i was doing, and was I creepy, but about three minutes to the bell I handed Natalie my orange to peel (alas, i have no nails, and my fingers are all scratched up from pulling manes) and then Grant got up from the table and into the hallway. Instantaneously, I launch myself out of my chair, wave at Natalie, and follow. He gets a drink (he's at the far end of the hall) and I'm walking around trying to look aimless. He starts to walk into the bathroom but sees me, stops, and starts to walk towards me. Me: Hey--you looked at me about forty times and didn't even say hello. Hurt my feelings. Grant: Huh? Really? Me: Yeah. So I found you myself. Just to say it. Grant: Well, hi. And thanks, heh. (gets another drink) Me: Well, I guess I should go...math class, and stuff.. thinking: ugh, real smooth... Him: (grabs me by purse strap and tugs me back to face him) Hey, where are you going? Me: Math! H: Bell'sn't rung. M: I'm allowed H: Special? M: Yeah H: sure. (comical eyebrow raising thing) M: I'm serious! (laughs) H: Prove it! M: .... So we're standing and just looking at each other, and then we stop at the exact same time, laughing. I like his smirk. H: This water fountain leaks. M: Inefficient! H: Hear, hear! M: I hear you're writing an opera in spanish...Natalie said so. H: Yeah, hehehe. M: Started it yet? H: Uh-uh. I will, soon, though. M: WHat's it about? H: hah, dunno yet! I'm thinking about buffalo... M: Mooooooo H: (laughs) M: I do a good singing buffalo... and on and on, until the bell rang and I skipped off to class with a grin so wide my face hurt. It was so much better in person. I didn't do it justice.