6.4.07

Monday:

I love how Will and I seem to be into the same guys. I love how Will lays all the ground work, asking all the questions I want answers to but can’t seem to find the appropriate time to ask them. If there is one thing Will cares very little about it is appropriateness. I’m still trying to get Mr. Wonder to ask me out simply by willing it so from my mind to his. This is amounting to very little. There are times I start to suspect that something is getting through to him when he loses his train of thought while talking to me. I’ll begin to think that maybe he can read my mind, and then I blush. Some days it sucks being a teenager trapped in the body of an old man. Anyway, today I found out how old he is, thanks to Will. I realize I could just take a chance and see where it gets me, but it's much more fun torturing myself by yearning for him in my own mind.