TGIF.

i dont have much to write about, except that school was good again, and the football game was fun. the most exciting thing that happened during the day was forgetting to do my letter to amy tan for english. i got to sit out in the hall with megan the entire class period. and just chill. every once and a while miss ocock would stick her head out the door and be like, hows it going? and we would say something to the effect of, oh, were just working hard! and she would shut the door again. good times. megan is pretty amazing. art class was good, i think im getting the hang of colored pencil. at lunch, me and some other staffers figured out that our crystal lights were like two and a half years expired, so we took them back to the lunch ladies and scored a free one each. i started my article, and its going to be good, i think. youre welcome in advance, band kids. im really talking you up. i pretty much slept through chemistry, until mrs bell called on me. and then, i said the wrong answer to the question she asked, making everyone else chuckle. but hey, it was fourth period. about the time my coffee wears off. afternoon classes...bombed the test in fashion but still somehow have almost an a+. now thats skill. actually, its because of my kickass poster that mulligan absolutely loved. then english.

then golf, dinner, and the game. all whirled by, a little too fast, if you ask me. but no one did. no one ever does, i dont think. except ethan said something that really made me think.

we were texting and stuff, and somehow the conversation got to kissing. and he said he didnt think we were to that point, or something like that. and i was like, ok? so i was confused by that, and i asked him to explain himself. so he did. he said that basically, he didnt just want it to be another kiss. he wanted it to mean someting. which isnt a strange concept, or even a bad one. it was just so crazy to actually have someone tell me that, about two weeks after i decided that guys like that didnt exist. that there was no noah calhouns. no supermans. no one cared like that, it was only in the movies. but ethan...i think he really does care. its too bad i didnt meet him before i gave in to a life of cynicism. but i think i may have met my match: someone to turn me around.

love, kaatie