Tee-Hee...

Yesterday, I was being a goofball in political science (cos that's what happens when I have no clue what is going on) and really jittery and I made my buddy Mark laugh so hard he cried (even though I hadn't meant to be funny right then--apparently it's funny not to know what "chron" is, but now I know it means marijuana), so I frowned at him and told him not to make fun of me, and he just shook his head and told me he thought I was cute. 

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!!!!!!!!

P.S. No boy has ever told me I was cute. Weird, short, Asian, funny, crazy, insane, strange, but never cute. I was flattered. To say the very least. It was a miraculous day. I realize it might not seem miraculous to some people. In fact, some people may think I'm dumb. Oh well. But here is how it is: Some people are so beautiful they get told it every day. I sure don't, so this to me... this was very, very exciting!

P.S.2 I am going country dancing tonight!