reallyconfusingboys.

One minute, I feel like Danny hates me. The next, I feel like he likes me. Like he really likes me. It makes me feel all fuzzy inside.

Why do boys have to be so damn confusing?

He asked if I wanted help on my essay today. He also blew off sitting next to me today. But he sat next to me last week. He says he loves me as a friend. If only he knew...if only.

I'm finally getting some courage, though. Not being such a chicken and actually talking to him. He's my friend, I should be able to do that. But my fat self with poofy feather can't help but squawk sometimes.

Take a deep breath and relax. Prepare for the race and jump the hurdles with ease; 'cause that's all you can do.