10/9 Columbus Day
I had school, unfortunately
Last night i had made a CD for a friend (a girl) but she wasn't at school today so i gave it to BILL! (my crush) He wanted it, so i was pleased. 
I was really scared, because in between some classes i usually get to see him, but i didn't today. I thought he had went home sick, so i panicked.
At lunch, he told me to sit next to him again! I gave him lunch money as usual, and i asked him to gaurd my food. We talked A LOT today. he even read a part from this book that he thought i would like to hear. I've never heard him read before  

 it was sweet. 
He went to help some kids carry in some heavy band equipment. I just watched in Awe....
As usual, when a man in uniform walks by, Bill salutes him, as he is really respectful, and he longs to join the military. 
I think he's gay
I was shaking madly when i asked him if he wanted the CD (its a Evanescence CD, their new one entitled 'The Open Door') i'm glad he said yes.
He consoled me when i told him i might break up with my girl friend. He understands that well....
After school, when i gave the CD to him, we were walking to our buses together, and he would normally spew out something quickly, then gallop ahead, and run to his bus...today he walked with me the whole way 

  and i remembered saying 'seeya' because i'm used to him leaving so early, and he retorted 'i'm not going nowhere' and i almost cried. I'm very happy at the moment. I gave him a poem, as we like that stuff. This is the poem...                                                     
Twisted Symphony                                                         My god, do you watch the fire dancing
                                                         Or soothe the invalid women panting?
                                                        Why art thou weak?
                                                        And yet this is my Twisted Symphony
                                                        A clock strikes twelve
                                                        and someone dies
                                                        they all die
                                                        And yet this is my twisted lullabye                                                                
                                                        I want to make you sleep
                                                        rest within the clutches of an angel
                                                        I am no angel
                                                        I am my own catalyst
                                                        No one else has seen through these eyes
                                                        while I chant my twisted lullabye                                                                
                                                       The rancid smell of change
                                                       disgusts me
                                                       No, there will be no harmony
                                                       only my twisted symphony
tell me what you think?
I was called a F*G on the net for no reasons. Oh well