I know I'm due for an update, so if you want to take this as an update go ahead. But really it's just I need to type out all that's going on right now because I have a huge english paper due tomorrow and my thoughts are getting in my way.

The boy makes me melt. Every day he gets cuter, and sweeter. We hold hands in the hallway. If I was looking at me from the outside I'd probably puke. I've spent enough entries bitching and moaning about mushy love scenes in movies. But it's just so ... fun, I guess. Recess seems shorter with him. For some reason I like it that the guys in his class tease him about me. And as much as I've whined about it over the past few weeks, I kinda like when they tease me too.

This is the point where I melt into a puddle beneath my chair. Ah.

Cegep applications. Maybe I should send one? I thought I would have it sent by the 15th, but that plan failed. Hopefully by Saturday morning everything will be alright.

IB project. It's getting closer and closer. And still I haven't started my final report ... dag nabbit. I really should do it, because I don't want to spend my entire week off in march working on it.

Stress is high lately. Which is strange, because february is usually the quietest, most boring month of the year. I don't know if it's a good thing that I'm always busy, because I don't have time to think too much. So I never get to that point where I'm all self-absorbed and depressed. So I guess it is a good thing, after all.

Mmm, the boy. Today we were standing in the hallway and he half-whispered "I know you want a kiss, but I can't give you one at school."

I felt like saying "So, let's go. Let's get out of here."

I didn't.

I'll see him again tomorrow. It'll be better, no big stress to worry about. Except this math thing which is for friday, but I thought it was for next friday ... dag nabbit.

So, now I have to get to work. Or else. Hopefully I won't have to stay up too too late.

See ya.