Guillotines, Michael, and my brithday party

I saw Michael Yesterday. It was completely awesome. I'm not the only one in thw world who soe projects on the guillotine. It's an interesting subject in itself. Just the history of it and why the people thought it was so "civilized" to execute someone like that. Anyways, I believe it's normal to do a project on the guillotine even if you're not supposedly "emo". The sad thing is I'm the only girl that I know of so far that has done something that has to do with the guillotine. So maybe it's odd. But he had a model. I just drew a large guillotine as the background of my poster case i'm the cruddiest artist there is.

The guillotine thing aside, I had fun over at Michael's house. And he might visit me today for my brithday. Hopefully my grandpa doesn't comment on how much older he looks than me. my grandpa is sorta really protective of me and always criticizing my every choice. but i think I love Michael. Here's a story for you: I was over there and my miom called and said that I needed to go outside and wait for her so that (DANGIT! I have cold coffee) she could pick me up and not have to get out of the car. So I pick up my headband cause it fell out and my cell phone. i slipped my phone into my pocket and he and i walked outside. As soon as i realized it was chilly I forgot that I had brought my jacket and left it in his room. So we went back inside and got my jacket. As we walked out of his room for the second time i sorta just sorta stoppped and turned around really really quickly and looked up at him (cause I'm way shorter than him.) and i asked him if I could call him my boyfriend yet. He said something that meant "not right now" so i told him "okay, as soon as you want I'm okay. I'll wait." or something along tose lines. The only thing I'm afriad of at this moment is (1) There's some other girl and (2) he wants something more than I can give him. Okay that's two things, but who cares? So we walked outside and waited for ten or so minutes until my mom got there. I asked him how old I looked. he said 15. That's good, 'm turning 15 tomorrow. WEW! I'll be older.

People can come over to my house at two in the afternoon and leave at five. unless they're a girl, then they can stay the night. The people i invited are my wife, my brother (who's a girl), my old neighbor, my exboyfriend, and my almost boyfriend. What a lovely combination. I don't remember if Michael knows where I live. I told him he's 16 today and he can be 17 next week. Anyways, i wonder if he'll get me anything. I've never gotten flowers from a guy before. Maybe I'll get that, or nothing from him. Hah, it doesn't matter to me cause I'd be happy just to see him here.. Damn I have four hours.

I'm off to clean and whatnot (which is my favoritest word at the moment)

*WHITE NOISE*