At the begining of the school year my self-confidence was at an all time low. I ws convinced that no one liked me. So I just gave up on evrything love realted. I stopped reading books where the main plot is love, ignored romantic movies, and tried not to crush on anyone. I would have given up music with romantis lyrics, but that's almost impossible.

I have liked 3 guys this school year. The first one hit his last gf, but no one bothered tell me thst, untill his ex cussed me out for liking him. The second guy I liked because I thought he liked me. (You would too, if a guy gave you a picture of a heart with "Undieing Love" writen on the top.) The third guy just had his gf break up with him, then get back together, then break up with him again. Usually when I like a guy I think he likes me back. This time I didn't my imagination get the better of me.

As it turns out, about two weeks ago at a drumline competion (band geek and proud of it.) he asked me to the prom. On our band trip to San Diego this week we went to the Wild Animal Park. When we went by the lemur section I commented on how cute they were. Later we were looking at the monkeys, and were about to head off to get our faces painted, when I noticed he was gone. I called him, and he said he would meet us at the face painting. When we got there he washolding a bag, and when he opened it there was a toy lemur inside.