Well, I guess I TECHNIQUALLY talked to him...

I walked into school today and Victim came running up to me--usually not a good sign. She has taken it upon herself to sort out the whole Man-pretty relationship dealio....then again I guess she does have a part in it considering the fact that she introduced us and then asked him out for me like six times (all of which I was unaware of until recently). Anyway, back to the story.....
She said that she told him to meet me in the library, then she said that we were supposed to meet in the commons due to the staff meeting. Well, I went into the commons to find him amid a large group of senior guys all playing cards. I went up to one of the poles and leaned against it until I realized it had been the one Beaver mounted at the Homecoming dance. Well, I went and sat next him as the cards were being put away. Obviously small talk was to precede the whole "relationship talk," but right as we were leaving that conversation territory the worst scenario occured. You could imagine all the stupid/not cool things that could have happened, but no one could have predicted what actually went down at the first table of the midle row in the PHS commons.
I had no problem discussing some of the issues I had on my mind infront of people I don't know, but when He Who Shall Forever Remain Nameless approached the table I knew nothing of importance would be lifted from my mind. I just sat there as the two discussed Man-pretty's new shirt. The bell rang, I mumbled "see ya," and took off for The Fool's room. I opened my locker, stared in the mirror, and came to the conclusion that he doesn't seem to want this as badly as he claimed to have a week ago--yes fools, it has been a week. I scurried through the near empty halls as a few tears fell from my eyes as thoughts of how I was fine (slightly damaged, but okay all around) before he brought up the possibility of a second chance. Now everything seems to be falling apart. Oddly enough, the only thing in my life that remains intact are my grades.
I know that he had no control over HWSFRN's arrival, but throughout the day I tried to seclude myself when he was around just incase he might approach me--which he did not. I'm going to try again tomorrow.......I really shouldn't be the one chasing after him.
During first block, I wasn't exactly in the best of moods. However, I cheered up when we had to correct papers. Yeah, doesn't sound like much, but The Fool gets off topic fairly easily, so I spent half an hour drawing Pacman and Halloween scenes all over Swiss Cheese's paper. She laughed when I handed it back to her.....
I felt like such a nerd when we had to watch a video. Well, first off, everyone was all like, "Mr. Z, the tape is jumpy!" Of course I, being the geek that I am, announced that the tracking was off. The Fool, being foolish (DURRR), coulding find the "tracking" button on the remote (to top it all off he had the DVD player remote instead of the VCR one....). I had to show off my dorkosity (I have now called myself a nerd, geek, and a dork in one paragraph) and push the right combo. of buttons to fix the stupid thing.

We had pepband tonight--which was SUPPOSED to be the high point of my day! Well, Kr!st was acting really bizarre. I found J-J (my future husband...I'll get into that one later) and he and I think that she might have been a little intoxicated......
I'm not sure if I have been acting as J-J's mother or future wife for the past couple of days. Today, for example, I supplied him with valve oil and alphabatized his music for him. Then of course between songs I couldn't stop laughing because I could see my reflection in his glasses. I declared my love for him and gave him a hug. Yeah, even though I was joking, I still don't think he heard me because he started ranting about how much of a stud he is. Sometimes I love that guy. Not many people know this story, but last year some time I had been walking home with him when he gave me some very exciting news. I can't recall exactly what he had informed me of, but it made me happy enough to just lean over and kiss him on the cheek. It didn't even phase him. The other guy we were walking with, however, thought it was so funny that J-J got "action" from an older girl.

Uggghh, I'm still upset about the whole Man-pretty thing, but it wasn't his fault. We'll see how tomorrow goes.....so no driving to Wisconsin for Face Paint!