oh heyyy.

believe it or not i am not super stressed or emotional or in love or over analyzing.  a little analyzing, sure, but that's just me.  there are boys around and involved...also just me.

hm.  junior.  jesus.  i just fantasize about that body so much.  there's something about him.  he's not totally my type, but i want dat.  i see him and he looks at me and stops what he's doing and is intrigued by me enough that it feeds my addiction.  it makes me feel good that i can stop him from doing what he's doing to come talk to me and send me his pheromones.  speaking of, i just hopped over to facebook to send someone else a quick message and saw him liking all my photos...man.  this is a prob.  i can barely talk to the guy!  i want to spend some time with him alone but honestly it could be a nightmare - conversation lulls, me pretending to be interested in random things he's saying, him not really giving a shit about what i have to say, etc.  The sex could be bad.  I could get self conscious and uncomfortable because i think about how many people he's been with and "who am i, what they heck do i know."  or i could have a shot of whiskey and be the vixen that i am.  or pretend im a sexy little virgo virgin and let him show me how things are done.  mmmm.

stay tuned.