Ugh! I should be happy, but no I have to complain about what I could have. So I finally got to see Kate today, after what 9 days. Nine long days. … But we went to her friends house who was celebrating her birthday. Kate invited me unexpected so just as they were saying we should call Andy over here I rang the doorbell. I have good timing. Then they forced her to open her presents, which were rather unique. I liked them, I wish my friends were nice and cheaper and instead of video games got me dressed up stuffed animals. By the way I AM male. But I like that kind of stuff. Then they laughed about things that I had no idea about, like inside jokes. I felt kinda out. Yeah .. out. . . . That and I didn’t get her a present, which she claimed she didn’t want. Then we went to William, the tree that her friend smokes at. And nothing fun really happened. But we went back and I had to run, which hurt because I’m kinda injured and my left calf hurts, alot! But me and kate ran to her friend’s house and were almost alone, but her other friend ran around and jumped the fence from behind to wreck our fun. And then we went inside and almost watched a movie. And her friend’s mom came home and so kate and I hid. Except it was close together and her mom said “what were you doing under there?”(blanket) But made it kinda funny. Then I decided to go outside so that my mom wouldn’t feel compelled to talk to her mom and learn that no one has been home while we were here. And kate followed and we tried to hide, but had very little success because her friends were trying to follow. Then we were alone, as best as it gets. And we kissed, only more like a real kiss this time. And stood there together, and I had to wreck my happiness and said “we should go out for real next time.” And she just said no. Kinda sad for me. I don’t like to hide and wait until last minute to be together. I wish we could actually go out, a movie? But no I don’t have a license and she is mortally afraid of my parents(well that’s the best reason I’ve got from her so far. So why? Why not, I don’t enjoy the hiding and lying it, just makes me more scared. Is she actually that afraid of ever seeing my mom again or is she embarrassed by me? I can’t really figure that out on my own. So I’ll quit now. And as far as the kiss, I like my other, less real one better. It was kinda romantic. I was so relaxed and unexpecting. But this time it was pressured into tongue and I don’t know it wasn’t as dark and quiet and alone. Last time it was like a dream and all that was to think about was lips against mine, if to think at all. Fingers on my face, how her back felt how soft her hair was (yeah it was soft then). But this time I was more worried about my parents magically appearing and getting in trouble. What now I’m just tired and came home wet and my parents said nothing. That was nice. But this is my time to be happy, not quizzical depressed. Hopefully my leg will be better by tomorrow so I can run again. Bye like