So what I am writing two entries in one hour. So sue me for being bored.

I think it would be _safe for me to say that Friday night was one of the most exhilerating nights of my life. I finally got some alone time with a certain individual. And even though it didn't really go as I had planned or hoped, it was still so fun to be around them. I was writing in my personal journal (which I'm so glad that my dear friend Nikki got me a BrAnD nEw one cuzza mines is coming to an end) and I was writing about my weekend, mostly about that person, and poetry jsut flowed right out of my fingertips, through the pen, onto the paper. I was so amazed! I amember when I hadda write poetry in creative writing class and it would take me ^FOREVER to write one teensy little poem, even when I was given a topic to write on. Man I was so excited. And even better than that, my bubbah Bear called me and made me feel *so* happy cuzza I'm going to see him for spring break and he has alla this cool stuff planned for me to do. And he made me even happier when he told me that his flatmate, who is onea my most FAVORITE people in the world took the whole time off of work so he will always be around when I am down there *Smiles really big and wiggles fingers*

I'M SO EXCITED!

Friday night.... ok. So even though all week I was telling myself that I had to tell this boy how I really felt about him (cuzza my bestest buddy joshua p. told me that boys can't read minds) I never got it out of my mouth. And even though all week I was telling myself that if I didn't tell him what he meant to me, then I would at least try to make a move. I never got my body to do it. And even though all week I was telling myself that if I don't do either of these things I would regret it, and I didn't even attempt either. And guess what? I regret it. I wish that I would have not cared about whatever was holding me back and I wish I would have leaned in for that kiss or touched his arm or looked at him longer than what's appropriate (FLO!) I guess my vibe wasn't as powerful as I had thought it was.

_{edit} Why is it that I don't like guys who I can't chase? I'm so complicated.

I'mma go. My minds racing faster than a cheetah chasin a zebra and I've got a warm, flat, diet cherry pepsi to boot = It's going to be a bouncy day.  And on top of that... NO ONE BOTHERED ME THIS MORNING!! Oh talk about fabulousness.