2004-11-17 - 5:25 p.m.
pigtail my heart

mmmmmmmm. after acting class, who should apporach me but frankie, the outcast loner skinny chick with the pigtails and the dark lipstick and the t-shirts (who, by the way, was giving me definite moony eyes today)? mmm, indeed she did.

she needed to borrow a dollar for the bus, and i was like, "do you take the bus every day?" because we had discussed busrides once before. and she was like, "most days. i have to all week because my stupid ride ditched me." so i offered her a ride home and she accepted and it was delicious.

we talked about music--she's into even weirder shit than i am, hooray!--and high school--she had a shittier time in high school than i did, hooray! with the depression and the pills and the outcastness and the... um... hooray!--and her boyfriend--sixteen months of pre-marital bliss, boo!--and shit like that.

but during our discussion i mentioned something about having been the only openly queer chick at an all-girls' catholic school, and she was all talking about how it'd taken her several months to tell her boyfriend she was bi, and that was when i was so overwhelmed that i think i peed a little, and so we discussed that some.

turns out she's never been with a chick. and i... want to turn her out. so. fucking. bad.

when we got to her house she invited me in for a drink, but, idiot that i am, i refused (it would've looked weird. i had a bottle of coke with me. fuck off).

her eyes are so perfect. they're these greenish-blue fiery orbs and i could seriously look into them forever.

this girl... it's like, before, you know, before today, i had to work up the courage to apporach this girl and say things. now i don't think i'll ever be able to speak to her again because it will make me cry.

sweet mother of crap, how i love crushes!

ooh, you touch my tra-la-la... mmm, my ding-ding-dong