Drawn to Death™

I talked to Amy. For like an hour. Today was a good day. :)

Oh @&!%, did I brush my teeth today?!?

I'm getting hungry.

Or maybe I'm just bored. I think that's it — I'm bored.

But I mean, why wouldn't I be? This class sucks so bad.

Maybe I'll say I need to go to the bathroom.

Amy keeps looking at me and smiling. That's weird. I mean it's cool. But it's weird.

I wonder if she likes me. How amazing would THAT be?

Maybe she just feels sorry for me. Or maybe she's smiling at someone behind me?

Nope — there's just a poster of Abraham Lincoln behind me. She could be smiling at the poster, I guess? That'd be so weird.

Actually, that would make me like her more. And to be clear, what I mean is, if she IS a little weird, I'd like that.

I wasn't saying I'd like her more if she wanted to get with Abe Lincoln. That'd be super gross cuz he’s dead. And very tall.

Hooper's talking about college. Again. "So what are your plans for college, kids?" It's like everyday with this guy.

Why's he think we all want to go to college? Decades of student loan debt plus four more years in a classroom? No thanks.

I MIGHT. I mean, I may want to go. But maybe not. Who says that's the ONLY way to get where you're going?!

Not that I have ANY idea where I'm going. Alan says I need to come work at Magic Mouse this summer. Uhm, HELL no.

Maybe I'll go work at Viking Burger just to annoy him. But I really don't want to wear one of those Viking Horn Hats.

I wonder if I could get a job making art. Like after high school. I'd so love to make art for video games!

That's totally stupid and not happening. No one wants a game that looks like my art.

Damn, I need to get some more songs on my phone. So tired of 'FEVER DREAMING'. I like it, but man I'm sick of it.

Not that I have any money to get new music, though. Hell, maybe I COULD wear that stupid Viking hat.

Okay, so I just slammed into Amy in the hall and it's official: I need to man the hell up!

I was stammering and sweating and stuttering and just standing there. I have GOT to stop being such a dork around her.

When we collided she did get some of her homework mixed in with mine. So, I DO have a valid reason to text her now.

Wait, text?!? Ok so I'm 100% sure I've lost my damn testicles. I need to just TALK to her! I need to be @&!%ing brave.

Like those guys from the band on Mark's punk rock bootlegs. They have NO fear! I need to be like them!