no! i really didn't. when i turned that one into my advisor, she said she gets tired of telling me how great my writing is. and i had people come up to me saying things you're saying, that they pissed themselves laughing. and i sincerely do not see it. it's not even modesty! i just don't see it.

i feel like all this pain i've felt, this entire ordeal, sure it hurts. and i'm willing to suffer for eternity for her, but damn. this is going to be a great story, isn't it? and she is, she's the smartest person i know. she's in IB and she got straight a's. that's just ridiculous. and i do. i had strong, strong feelings for her the entire time i knew her. but it was on my birthday, when it was just us. she took me to this burger place that uses waffles as buns. really, REALLY good. we finish eating and we start driving again, and the middle by jimmy eat world comes on. and we both just start belting the lyrics at the top of our lungs. and i stop and look over at her, and i see the happiness in her. i see how beautiful she is and i couldn't stop looking. and it was at that point i realized i truly loved her. i remember it exactly. she wore dreamcather earrings, a rolling stones t-shirt, jean shorts, and converse shoes. her eyes shined exceptionally bright that day and her hair fell to the middle of her back. that's my fondest memory of her.