Goodnight.

I want to bake something for my Latin class this week, but I have so many tests it's almost scary. One for wednesday, thursday, and friday each. How I love grading periods. *sigh*

I think I'll still make some brownies though, since we have cocoa powder for once in a blue moon. *grins* I love using stupid cliches. Such fun.

So, I'm having a difficult time deciding whether I like M. or not. It's hard to tell. I'm not attracted to him, that much I know. Of course, it isn't as though we've ever done anything. Even when he asked me out he was too shy to initiate anything. (and yes, I will generalize, thank you very much) I really don't have a problem initiating anything, I'm just not going to do the initiating first, if that makes sense. I'm not going to start something I've never done before, when I may not even like him that way. But he does have the best eyes. They're the perfect kind of eyes. Hazel. *sighs* And he's got those kinds of eyelashes all girls envy, except for myself. *grins* After all, my eyelashes are just as great, and better. *laughs* The one part of me that I will always be vain about are my eyelashes. But my eyes themselves aren't nearly as great. They're too pale a green. Hmph.

I made myself a lunch for tomorrow. "See, mom, I can do it!" *laughs* My mom doesn't care. She never cares. I'm folding. But I'm going to have to make it up somehow, aren't I? Eh.

I wonder if I'll dream about C. tonight? Hmm. Would be nice. Then I could wake up with a smile on my face instead of a groan.