Sprinklers...

Okay, so our school recently installed sprinklers in a field my mother and I walk by in order to get to our cars. For some reason, (EVEN THOUGH THEY WERE FREAKING ON), I hadn't realised that there were sprinklers didn't until I was drenched.
Ughh...

Anyway, Gage has been extremely flirty.
With me.
AND
WITH BEE!
Indirectly, this means me=Bee.
NOT COOL!

During English, I accidentally hit Nat's 5-foot-1 ex in the arm. He was like, "that hurt, kiss it!" So, I did. Then he accidentally hit Gage in the eye and Gage goes,
"Taffy, kiss it."
"No, Gage."
"You kissed (5-foot-1-ex)."
"Okay."
So yeah. I have no will power.
Multiple hugs.

We also used to do this thing while walking to/from English where I'd stop and he'd walk right up behind me so his crotch it touching my ass.
It happened again today...
I sped up really quickly and kept walking.
And then on the way to a class meeting, he decided to ask, "Is it yellow today?"
UGH!
YOU PIG!

Yeah, that's my rant.
Plus, I've decided that Gage has no personality whatsoever and is a less cool version of Chuck. Except chunkier and less sexy.

And Penn is being flirtier again (thank Gage!). Today he kept sitting on my lap in P.E. then wrapping his arms around me.
HURRAH!

The end.

Oh yeah, I forgot,
Gage also mentioned something I said about him kissing like a fish...

Oh Gage Almighty

Hahaha, get the title?
If not, replace Gage with God.
(in case we haven't already established this, I have no life)
Also, Gage is super Catholic.
BAHAHAHAHAH.
Okay, yeah, sorry.

Right now my parents decided to have a random party and invited all of my cousins & et cetera. Cousins & et cetera means all of my neices & nephews (one who happens to have my mobile and is playing tetris as obsessively as I play it :/). AND, of course, my pedophiliac uncle.
He:

• gives overly long hugs
• follows them with back pat/ RUBS
• corners you and asks you awkward questions
• comments on how beautiful you look

He's just creepy and uncomfortable...

That isn't the point though.

The point is that Gage has been flirting with me, lately. A lot. Even though he's supposed to REALLY like Barbie...

Today in English I was walking by him. He was lying down with his head on the floor. When I walked back to my place by the table where the teacher was trying to show us something. This happened.
"Taaaaaffy".
(ignored).
"Taaaff, TAAAFF!"
I suppose that didn't really need an exclamation point, he was whispering.
"WHAT, GAGE?"
"I saw."
Lecherous smile.

Ever since Wednesday, he's been giving me these really tight hugs and staring at my boobs. GUESS WHAT, GAGE?

IT'S PADDED!

IT'S PADDED!

Okay, well, sometimes. Anyway, Alice noticed it too. He's being a flirt- monster with me. It seems as though Barbie (GORGEOUS Barbie), is not enough for him. Fucking asshole. Oh, and let me explain the "I saw," thing. It's been an insided joke that started right about when we started being FWB (friends with benefits). Long story short, it means that he saw up my skirt.

Later, I went back upstairs to get Spanish homework and Alice & I stopped at his locker. We were leaving and Alice was talking to someone else when Gage pulled me aside and gave me this really tight hug. Then he whispered in my ear, "Were they yellow?"

I gave him a pissed off look.

He gave me a thumbs up.

Yellow being my thong.

Also, after Gage's reflirt started, I think Chuck decided that he didn't hate me anymore because he's been flirty again. Thank Jesus.

And Taylor hasn't spoken to me since Monday.

Oh, and Roy is this guy I know who goes to the brother school of Nat's St. Yellow.
He's a senior and he has a girlfriend.

For some reason that hasn't kept him from flirting with me. Calling me lascivious. Asking me to treat him to York mints. Oh, and referring to me as "my sexy."

I really hate the name Roy, but that's the only name that I could think of that suited him.

CHEESE AND RICE!

Did I ever post anything about my fight with Gage regarding Taylor's dick?
Well he told Che.
I think I already posted this...
ANYWAY, I found out about that last monday (the seventh of April), and I managed to give him silent treatment up till today when a whole bunch of guys (including HENRY and CHUCK) told me that I was being immature.
I already tried the "be civil but don't be friends really" option. Doesn't work.
So after I told him, Oklahoma! play practice was extremely awkward. I've told him that I'm pissed but things are normal. Kinda. I was sitting next to him earlier and listening to his iPod when our knees touched (which, pre-fight, had no meaning whatsoever). We stayed like that for like, a second, when he realised that our knees were in fact... touching. OH FIE! Anyway, he sort of tensed up and ended up sitting with his knees bent and feet on the ground. Awkward.
I texted him five hours ago going, "Hey, can things go back to normal, please? Yes, I'm still pissed at you, but I don't want stuff to be this awkward anymore."
Reply:
(I would post it here, but too bad THERE WAS NONE!)
FUCKAROO!

Oh, and I have no chance with any of the guys in the grade. Or guys in general.
Love you :)

I like to move it move it.

or i thought so.
turns out I don't...

fucking bastard-ass homo dances :/.
(i love the homosexuals so i suppose the homo thing makes it good... WHICH IT WASN'T)

i really don't feel like reliving the whole dance.
I think i'll just do really depressing bullet points to make you realise that I'm the loser of the grade and my blog is no longer worthy of being read.

• Like five guys pulled away when I tried to grind. (Penn, Chuck, someone else, etc)
• Grinding with Wes only lasted when the cabana wasn't full. Then he decided to mysteriously "get a drink of water"
• Gage was grinding with me then he shoved me off. (because he's embarrassed of me)
• Henry didn't show because he had a stupid baseball game.
• First Class got all the guys in a fucking big circle around them.

And it was crappier than that.

The good homo part: I got a really cute print dress for nine bucks.

Urgh, I also realised how much I like Henry.

Even Though He Freaks Me Out...

I talked to Will the whole time during P.E. Today.
He's fascinating and understanding. He thinks like me, but he seems genuinely interested in what I have to say. His vocabulary is outstanding. No, I'm not crushing, but I'm considering a potential best friend.
He also told me that I act older than I am which I took as a great compliment.
Yes, Will freaks me out to the hundredth degree, but not quite as much. I think its the adoring gaze he gives everyone that triggers my fear of boys who like specific girls too much. Still, he's mysterious and kind of frightening. I learned today that he used to be quite violent and was asked to "tone it down" at his old school.
Hmmm....
I'm also afraid he'll consider romantic possibilities (incredibly vain, I know. I just can't help it).
We'll See.

OH, MY SISTER AND HER FIANCEE BOUGHT A HOUSE!
I can't wait to stay there when necessary.
And I got about an hour and a half of sleep last night.
And drank four cups of black coffee.
I was jittering for the rest of the day.
SBT got my essay in an email at 5.18 A.M. so he shook his head at me at break today.

Wes, first class boy, slight acne, you know- I might have a crush on him. We hug like... thirteen times a day. But sometimes I'm also afraid he's embarrased of our hugdom. He still lets me hug him in front of Chuck so I might be paranoid.
ALSO, Chuck would totally ditch me for Lucy at any moment.
FUCKAROO!!!!
oh well....

Henry is incredible to talk to. Except he doesn't give very good hugs... And he flirts with other girls :/

I hate school guy crushes.

And I haven't been very truthful about how far I've gone with Gage. On Wednesday, we kissed again, but instead, I bit him (purposefully). Ah, it was quite entertaining. As well as this, Gage has also touched the skin in my lower... feminine parts. Not that low, but where the hair should be. (sorry i'm making you read this). During English, he also frequenly reaches up my skirt so he can pull the elastic on my thong back and snap it. AND, for the past week or two, he's been trying to finger-ish me through my skirt. Make sense? I'm not going to explain...
It's all out there now.
So yeah, NATALIE AND SYDNEY, DO NOT TELL ANYONE.