I had a pretty good day at school. I met this super cool girl that's in my class. She's really cute, in a Hamtaro kind of way. I had fun talking to her and some other kid that turned out to be pretty cool. Other than that class sucked. The teacher has gotten a little bit better at keeping my attention. He doesn't act as stupid anymore. That's a good thing. I thought I was going to suffer through his lameness for three weeks. He's an atheist, and I think a democrat. I deduced that from the way he talks. He's pretty obvious, but the other kids in the class are too naive to notice it I guess. I kind of respect him for that. Like, it seems to me like if he is throwing it in our faces and saying "That's right! Do something about it!" Yeah. I guess I think that's kind of cool.
But yeah, Lunch was great. I had Pauline all to myself. I felt kind of bad that we kind of excluded Kim-E. I didn't even notice her leave. I was too focused on Pauline to notice, but I enjoyed our time together while it lasted. Kim-E is so cool. I regret not getting to know her sooner. But yeah, Pauline and I had a good time. It was one of those one-on-one moments that I love. I was pretty mad when the bell rang. I was kind of hoping that the bell system was broken and we would be able to stay at lunch forever. God I love spending time with her. Not just for the physical aspect of it, but the connection we share. It's like if I know what she is thinking, and vice versa. We both know what to expect, and if we are caught off-guard, it's a good thing. I love holding her. I can live forever with her in my arms. There is a magnetism about her. I can't keep myself away. I have to have her near me at all times. Not to feel her body, just to have her there. Especially the way she just seems to find her perfect spot. There is nothing awkward when we are in each other's arms. It doesn't feel uncomfortable at all. And God! She's so beautiful. I can stare at her face for hours. She has such a pretty face. She has the loveliest eyes, the cutest nose, and a perfect mouth. I wish she wasn't so self-conscious. I wish she could see what I see. I wish she could see the glow in her face. I want her to notice how everything seems to blur around her so that she is the only thing in focus. Maybe then she'll know what I mean. Fuck, I love her...