A "Beautiful" World

So I pass him in the halls. He looks, but doesn't speak. That's okay. I don't expect anything. Two classes is all. But neither count because one we don't talk, just play. The other one he doesn't sit by me, so we don't talk. Which, you know, is always good. I think I am starting to get over him? I want to, because I hate blowing my life away. It's not like he notices my not t-shirts anyways. But, it's kind of pathetic that every morning I get all dressed up, all the while thinking, "Hmmm, maybe today he will notice me and think of me in a whole different way." But of course, it never happens. And I know that, which makes the whole situation so pathetic. But she's here now. And so now he has something beautiful and perfect to look at. Which, you know, is even better. And what with prom and everything, it's so nice to see all the pretty people get asked by older guys, while I just sit there and have comments about my oh so obvoius fattness thrown at me. Ahh....it's a beautiful world.


I know I sound like I'm the only one in this world with problems. Well, just to clear it up, that's not what I mean at all. I just need a place to put everything down and get what I'm feeling out. And, what better place to do it then on the World Wide Web, where everyone can point fingers and laugh? Ha Ha Ha

So now Jason likes her. I saw it coming I really did. It didn't surprise me at all, just made me feel stupid that I ACTUALLY thought a guy besides Clay could like me. HA! Where did I go so wrong?