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welcome back to the seventh grade

I feel like I am at a middle school dance. All my friends are pushing me at a boy I like, and all his friends are pushing him at me. Poor Claire and John. They have to do all the work!

Eryc was too shy to kiss me goodbye last night because he didn't think I was into him and was afraid of getting rejected. I didn't think he was into me, so I didn't take matters into my own hands as I am prone to doing. He'll never call and I'll be stuck here, too much of a pussy to get his number and call him.

I swear to God, I have reverted to thirteen years old.

posted by emma @ 6:19 PM