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Torture.
Seeing you everyday, and being your friend, it rips my heart out. We're perfect for each other; I fit perfectly into your arms, and when I stand there, your lips and perfectly lined with my forehaed, for those safety kisses. Why can't you see I'm in love with you? Why do you have to watch my heart break? I'm glad we're friends, but I'm miserable without you next to me. Simply, I love you, and I wish you'd love me too.
LI Challenge for the Quiz Bowl team today. So, the boys had to dress up. Mike looked really snazzy. I was impressed. Not too much went down today though. Lunch was actually kept to a normal conversation today; no rage! Although there was one quote/conversation that I loved:
Andy: "If you let me dip my quill into your ink, I'll write you the most beautiful poem you've ever read."
Pause
James: "I'd like to write with a quill."
Everyone: *Laughter*
James: *confusion*
Danny: "hi, can I sit here?"
Andy: "Yeah, hey."
James: "HI!"
Danny: "That was a warm welcome."
James: "Well, I'm a warm guy."
Sam: "Except down there, appeartly it's not writing."
Everyone: *Luaghter*
James was not too pleased by the comment. After that, life resumed to normal old boringness. Tutored my Chris. Then, attended the awards night for fall sports. Pat finally gave me the number I needed. I was more than pleased. Pat rocks my world.
Well, that's really it. Later days kiddies.
-JT xo
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