"Hes lightnin'/Sparks Flying/Everywhere I go hes always on my mind/I'm going crazy about him latley/& Can't help myself from how my heart is racing"

Hey!
How have you guys been? I've been burried in homework and some projects all week long. My break is over and i'm back to regular life now. It doesn't feel that great but you know, thats life. School is a little dull and it still feels a little out of place but i'll get back in the hang of things. My favorite class so far is humantities because some of the stuff we're learned about intrests me a lot. We've discovered the evolution of people (not that monkey stuff but about mesopatamia and egypt and the farthest back we can go when it comes to people). I enjoy the class but I wish it was in a smaller setting. There are 45 people in that class. Its huge. Why so many people? I believe it has to do with something called budget cuts. We have two teachers though so it works out fine.

Last night, I was up pretty late talking to my family and then I had an interesting conversation with my cousin. She was telling me about the Weezy story I wrote about on the last blog and we started on the subject of boys like we always seem to do. And of curse when boys come up it always goes back to the one boy. The one boy for me and her one boy. There are many cute boys in the world and they don't go un-noticed but theres always that one boy that just shines brighter to you then the rest you know. Anyways she was giving me advice, about what to do with the crush. I wrote my first book last year as some of you know and the book has a very strong main character. Her advice to me was to be more like the girl in the book and comfront him about how I feel. She thinks I should stop sittin around and writting love/adventure stories and actually live one.

Fear isen't so much the problem anymore. I've really gotten braver and been sticking to my new years resolution about speaking up when I want too and not being so worried about bad things. Before it used to be all about what if he doesn't like me, what if i'm not his type, what if he laughs in my face etc. But then I realized that if that happens I won't die, be sick. The worst that could happen is that i'd be hurt, and get over it. Just like all other bad things that happen in life. I guess i'm just waiting for the right moment to really say what I want to say. Who knows, maybe that right moment is today.

song of the day: He could be the one by Miley Cyrus (yes I like this song, yes i'm over 8 years old, and yes I don't care if I'm not "cool" for listening to it"

quote of the day: I will never be your first kiss. i will never be your first love. im not your first valentine, first fight, first teddy bear, or first date. im not in this to be your first anything...i just want to be your last