I turn the corner. Just the person I want to see. When his eyes made contact...I knew he had what I couldn't take back. Then there are the other eyes that follow around the sides. They think the world is looking at them. Who are they trying to impress. Drea (not me) and I were running from the seductive poka dotted man. If it wasn't for back stairways I would become Michael Jackson. Or maybe I'd make my disguise 'cone head.' I had a great birthday. Between the flowers, the cupcake with the candle, the balloons, the pictures, the cards, the money I was really overwhelmed. I didn't think anyone really cared. Christopher was like "HAPPY BRITHDAY" rofl I still need to give him spelling lessons. I tryed so hard to avoid him but he's haunting me. fade away