If I wasn't shy...

If you are out there actually bothering to read this...Go Do Something more productive. That said, do yourself a favor and listen to "If I Wasn't Shy" by They Might Be Giants.
Somehow Jamie knew that one day, I would be listening to that while walking behind the boy that I am too shy to tell how I feel. Why else would she put it on my cd?
It is scary how well she knows me, actually...

I don't know why I am posting this...I don't have anything interesting to write, other than that which had been determined long ago: That I am a complete chicken.
Dork that I am, I imagine that he is reading this...if you are, yes I like you. I keep meaning to say Hello...and then follow it up with something other than babbling.
I am beginning to think this is impossible.

I am still working on my tree house; it needs curtains and a rope ladder...and a little sign that says "No Zombies Allowed" in drippy paint.

Alright. Stop reading this. If you are still bent on procrastination, go out to the basket ball courts and look at the stars...it is one of the best spots for star gazing on campus....plus you will probably be able to hear me singing on the swings. I take requests.