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I noticed that too... you like to have sentences...i like little phrases with dots...

Entry #11 - Valentine's Day Dance - Part I

February 15th, 2005

Oiy, I've always hated these dances. THey always end with someone with a bloody nose, my dad asking why I have blood on my hands, and my throat dead because I had to talk over the loud music for 2 hours. X.X

So, as the day went by, Brittany kept shaking me asking "Are you going to the dance?" over and over every period! gonk I kept asking her why, but she doesn't answer! Just "No reason, just answer the question!"

I said I would if she'd stop shaking me and squeezing my arm. And she was all happy, but still doubted I would go.

I started to wonder why she was asking me. I knew that she didn't like me, since I already knew who she liked. So it means that she must be doing this for a friend...but which one?

Could it be Zoe? No, I hate Zoe these days. She's always acting like an a-hole and she's starting to act like a racist. stare So it couldn't be Zoe. I know she couldn't like me.

What about Catherine? Nah...we're friends, but we don't really hang out to much. Never enough time. Just the usual "Hey!" when we pass by.

Hm...this leaves Jackie. Coincidentaly, I used to like her when I first came to this school in 2nd grade. She would never curse, she had the sweetest, soft voice, and she would just go around someone that was insulting her or making fun of her. But, I had tried to get her to like me for 5 years. In 2nd grade, I was immature and would get her attention by making fun of her and throwing things at her. rolleyes I kinda regret that year. After about the middle of 3rd Grade, I matured enough to realize what I was doing. So I started to try and help her with things she needed help with, and would ask her what's wrong when she was sad, etc. Then, around 5th Grade, I was trying to work a good relationship with her before asking her out, then the school threw this dance at us. We were only in 5th grade so this was new to us. I didn't want to ask her out, I knew it was to soon to let her know I liked her. But I also knew about several perverts (some even in 4th grade! O_O wink that liked her, so I pressured myself into asking her out over telephone. (figure that one out xd )

I sounded like a moron on the phone. I was so nervous, I was swallowing over and over, and my voice was low, as if I were sick. She had to ask one mroe time "Who is this again?" And by the end, she said "....um....ok!"

My friend was eavesdropping on the other phone, and informed me about how horrible I did. -_-

But anyways, by the time that dance was here, I kept trying to talk to her there, but her friends always (purposely??) dragged her away with some excuse. It's like she asked them too! crying

So I stopped liking her for a while. THen I learnt of how she liked this kid named Zenel.

I'd always hated Zenel. He always acted tough and cocky, and when he got in fights with me, he would go jumping my friends behind my back when I wasn't around. So one day, I got fed up with it. After gym, we'd hid his backpack in a different locker so he would be late for class. The stairs were empty. The only people by the stairs were me, Joel, and Chris. Several other kids were chasing us from far away trying to catch up, since Zenel had been mean to them too. Basically everyone hated him.

As we got up to where the door was for the second floor, I'd confronted him. I shoved him and said "Remember all those times you'd annoyed my friends?" He didn't hear a word I said (and could hardly care other wise) and turned around to shove me and start saying "What's your problem? I didn't do anything!"

You could see his hands shaking since he could see the 3 of us in front of him, all with mad faces, then he heard more students running up the stairs. He knew his reputation was in jeopardy. (If he ever had one)

He started to shove us away saying "I didn't do anything to your friends!" And yet they all had bruces, they all had stories, and I also saw him trying to start a fight with Jason over a basketball game. rolleyes

So right when he shoved me back and said "You guys wanna fight? I'll take you all on!" Joel ticked, and threw him up against the wall. O_O;

I went to Joel "Joel, you could of let one of us get a few words in before you assasinated him!"

By now a lot of Middle school boys had angry faces at Zenel, all crowding the intersection between stair cases. Zenel was crying, and shoved Joel saying "Wha---whats.....what the....hell....is...is....your ...pr-pro-blem...?!? crying scream "

I could tell that everyone felt like tossing him out of the 3rd floor window, but Craig held them back. We didn't want to torcher that punk too badly.

Anyways, he tryed to hide his tears from the teachers because he knew he that the whole 6 Grade's testimony over his would get him in more trouble. So the whole day, he stood close by the teachers. (Wise decision...although he was laughed at by everyone because he'd always acted tough and as if he were the leader of the 6th graders. rolleyes )

In the end, since it turned out that Jackie liked him, she thought that I'd beaten him up because he liked her. She didn't even want to hear my side of the story, and so it took Cat and Zoe to convince her that Zenel was a perverted phyco.

I tried to revive our friendship by giving her gifts for her birthday, and Christmas, and she said she loved them, but then secretly gave them to her friends. gonk

By Valentines day (last year) she'd expected I would give her a gift. I could tell by the look in her eyes when she came off the bus, and saw me walking into school with a bag in my hand. Unfortunately for her, it wasn't a gift. It was some materials for my Science Fair Project.

She seemed to have a " rolleyes " face on when she saw it, and I kinda assumed she would. I decided not to give her a gift this time around because of how now the whole school knew that I liked her...probably from her telling someone, and that person spreading the word.

Zoe e-mailed me telling me that she said "Dan's growing on me" I refused to believe her by the way she was treating me for these few months.

By the end of the day, she was confused as to why I was walking away from school with no bag in my hand, but she hadn't received any gifts. It's like she liked watching me chase her down. Now she looked kind of sad. ( rolleyes Typical school-girl behavior)

Strangely enough, Zoe had told me a few weeks earlier to buy Jackie really good gifts. So I did. One was a necklace made of realy silver that had her name engraved in it. And another was a really-really-really soft stuffed animal with a heart on it's ear.

But I decided to never give her those gifts. Maybe I'll pawn that necklace later in life. stare

Anyways, back to present day.... (to be continued in next entry)

One Valentine Entry is enough for me.

You liked girls at 2nd grade? I was afraid of them all the way to 3rd-4th grade sweatdrop You sure have alot of girl-like friends, my Girl-friends were all in 6th grade, nice girls 3nodding I don't how they are all now, must of them smoke sweatdrop

Ah, I remember one time I got into a fight, I never fought or was mostly against the whole idea and rather get hit than fight back.

This one wretched tall kid was rather strong a bit, but he was slow, extremely, I was in the worst moods ever, usually I become emotionless after I have written or draw out my emotions on paper, but back then, I didn't have the talent to do it (I used to hit myself sweatdrop Pathetic, but only way I knew how to deal)

Anyways, he started to have a few pushes back and forth, he was alone... Unfourtanetly, I can't say I'm strong, and based on my reactions/personality and other reasons, I looked pretty weak, and I am, just not very merciful when these times come, but I can sprint, like a Hare xd

Ahem, I didn't ask him to stop, I just kept moving forward sort of ignoring him, but also giving him the message to back off, if he wishes to continue dreaming those dreams of when he's older, no he didn't and I pushed him back, I actually never do, but I already explain this, He pushed me a little harder estimating I would fall, he assumed right, I fell. Furious that he had the audacity I kicked him in the shin sweatdrop Yes, girly, he threw a few punches, which I blocked a few (Those old Karate lessons weren't wasteful, taught me to use my reflexes) then he went head-on and dashed more closer to get better aim, Now, less distance between us = less time for me to react... what happens? A right jab strikes me downwards and I keep my head down, no tears of sadness, just rage rage and rage 3nodding 3nodding 3nodding .

So I skipped left to right, to keep him on his toes and lept (I actually jumped whee ) and kicked him in the chest (yes I jump that high, I'm a good jumper, I can jump over desks and garbage cans, The trick is to lift your knees xd ) Er... He stumbled a few moves back and wasn't too happy with the crowd now joining in (Now when I say crowd, I mean er... 14 people max? sweatdrop I get nervous and timid when too many strangers watch me) He tried to tackle me and all I did (Like it came to me, it was weird and cool) was take a few steps back, and let him waste energy. I finally got the chance to trip him, by stabbing my foot in the back of his leg, weakening it and letting him fall, I turned him over and simply pressed my leg around his neck causing him to lose a little breath each and everytime he struggled to breathe 3nodding (A very scary technique to do, to the person that is, jsut don't press too hard sweatdrop )

I simply smiled while huffing hard and asked him to apologize, he did without any hesitation and I walked on top of him to my locker to get ready for Art.

n_n It was fun, but I won't do it again, I almost got caught. eek gonk

No girl is worth money on, especially at this age.

Her name is Britney

I have about 75k from Grand-Mother and other stuff, but I can't touch it, I don't even own a wallet sweatdrop