I'm tired had a good night, went to a 7th standard concert, and went home afterwards. was going to go to my friend meg's house after the concert, but ended up not going. Basically because they weren't doing anything, didn tknow that many of the people there...and there wasn't any alcohol there. heh. so I went home...
and called the boy. he didn't really want to talk to me,i could tell, so i kept apologizing profusely, probably making hte situation worse. He had a bad night, i wish i knew what was up...he said he was in a "weird mood". soyeahs. i wish he had a better night. bleh hate to know when things go bad for him. I'm sure hell tell me whats wrong eventually...i hope.
anyways. real post later.
sleep now.