Kiss Her, Kiss Her

Ugh. I have no idea what to think.

Last year I had one class with Connor, math. We flirted a lot and I really started to crush on him. I'm talking about a reason to go to school crush (because I'm like that...). Fast forward to, say, a month after I started liking him. He had to switch out of the math class because of a grade issue, and I didn't have any classes at all and hardly ever ran into him. A long while after that, I pretty much got over him (though not completely, I guess), and in all honesty, he seemed to forget about me :( . This year I went into high school with the hope that he'd be in at least one of my classes. But no, because life is cruel like that. I think I'm starting to like him a lot again because I see him more, but then there is the memory issue... Nicole sometimes hangs out with him in her social circle, so that's where I do see him.

The point is, I'm wondering what I should do about him. It might be really really difficult to just "get over him," so I'd appreciate more elaborate advice than that. How do I get over him, when I've tried and failed before? Or maybe: Should I go about trying to get his attention again? How?


:( Help.


I just looked through the eighth grade yearbook. I'm so freaking nostalgic right now it's not even funny :( I miss Six Flags, the dances (because they are so much better than high school dances), and lunch with Ginny and Brandon and Nicole. I miss our Basic Ed class, where we were practically family. I miss freaking Raymond, Andrew, and Riley. I miss having Jordan in every single one of my classes. I miss Mrs. G's unreliability, Mrs. Armacost, and Mr. Tice's dysfunctional class. I miss everyone that became such a big part of my life, even though I didn't realize it; all the people that went to Westview. I miss the Constitution game and the nerves and the We the People competition. I miss making Miis on the Wii of Mr. Tice and Senior Gayhan. I miss PE and football and softball and competing with Kelly Barnett without her even knowing it. I miss riding the bus and pulling over every other week because 'people were lighting matches.' I miss Zack. I miss Connor ((the butterflies)). I miss trailblazing: one of the best experiences of my life. Why the hell do we have to grow up?