First of all, thanks to the awesomeness that made this picture>> [link]
I feel so special.

So who wants to hear about meh life? Nobody... Ok, bye.









JK! Yesh, you shall hear it even though I know you don't care.
Remember Feng? (I shall now call him Fin... blame my Social Studies teacher) Well, I like him. Known and liked him since K-5. Yeah. But the bad news? My sweetest friend at school like him as well. Why does this happen to me?
Ok, she's a little... obsessed with him. Here's the story>>
I was walking to the eigth grade building with Taylor and Beza. Fin was in front of me. He was wearing the most tempting jacket ever. It had a fluffy hood. I like me the fluffy hoods. Plus, it was cold outside, my hands were FREEZING. So, what did I do? I placed them in his fluffy hood and held onto it, him leading the way. He playfully tried to nudge me off, smiled, and "gave up". So, there we were, almost to the eigth grade building when Beza says, "Let him go, Christina!" and grabs my wrist. (Which now it hurts...) I look at her like, 'Ok, let me go now, you can stop playing,' but she didn't. I fought against her, but I didn't want to hurt her, and I'm useless in the morning. I failed. And she didn't let me go until we got to my locker and Fin totally passed by. I gave him a weak smile, he returned it, and Beza walked away.
God, I hope this doesn't ruin our friendship. He's the first guy she actually liked. I'd never think this would happen to me, because most of my friends that liked the same guy with me came up with a compromise or declared him fair game. Whyness? God, I can't stop thinking about him...