%title Plurrr.
%date 2004-02-11 22:42:38
:diary:livejournal:fossils:

Ah, wednesday of doom.  School starts later for me, yet I end up having to get up at the same time since I have to drive from my dad's.  Then I must endure Revier for two block periods, interspersed amongst math and IB bio 3,4, and then see him again for closer rehearsal of DEATH, during which Kory and I clung together, leaned on each other, hugged, maybe even snugged.  I'm focused on singing, can't you tell?  After that, I hurried home, hurried dinner, hurried out, hurried <lj user="breakfastfox"></lj> and <lj user="vulpinepilot"></lj> to group, and proceeded to attach to Moondog.  Speaking of attachment to Moondog, it feels like I'm becoming rather attached to Moondog. &gt;.@  I'm also spazzing out 'cause I feel obligated to only feel that way to the stereotypical gayboi.  Ah well, I'm a loser that way.  I'm concerned about what this might mean to her, since it, well, you know, has to do with her.  I fucked myself over by not telling people before, so I'm thinking I should talk with her sometime soonish.  I'll probably do it online, 'cause I'm a coward.  Kelly says it's obvious that we're completely smitten, and that I should do something about it, but she's vague and confusing.  And twisted, too.  Illa vita.  Moondog herself is kinda being vague about something about interests and perhaps liking a gayboi, but I don't want to assume.  Well, I want to, but I mustn't!

...Yes, of doom.