I make sad men HAPPY

-I sat with him at assembly.

-Before assembly, he ran up behind me and started massaging my shoulders.

-During assembly, he put his hand on my thigh and pulled me towards him and told me to sit closer.

-When I said I was feeling like I was gonna pass out (I gave blood and I was kinda wooooooozy) he pulled me closer to him and rested my head into the crook of his neck and said, "Eees okay" in his stupid, funny faux Mexican accent.

-"You can just pass out against me. I can deal."

-I leaned against him for a while and he didn't move away.

-He turned to talk to me and he spoke really quietly so I'd have to lean in closer to hear him.

-He refers to the purple pants Friday as "our thing"

I may not be a man, and I wouldn't say I was sad......but goddamn am I happy.

I'm SO much more confident in asking him to homecoming now.

I gotta feeling...that TONIGHT'S gonna be a good night!