• Well, that didn't work out as planned. The shameless effort to see Dancer one-on-one was a flop. Instead, though, I'll be seeing Baby -- which is a good thing in and of itself, considering she's a decent kid, but now the genders are all messed up for this project. Oh well. * Dear Faces, Last night Dancer taught me how to do Jumpstyle. I botched that worse than I messed up the dances you taught me when you were here. Can you do Jumpstyle too? If you can, you will be even more of my favorite. I thought about you all last night, too. Even as I was watching Dancer and reflecting on how attractive he was, I was comparing him to you... and of course you won out. I wish I could have danced with you once. * * Dear Bangs, Friday you asked me if my plans included anyone in particular... Do you already know? Has Faces told you what I haven't? * * * Dear Dancer, I wish I wasn't so nervous around you. Your stunning good looks put me off a bit. Sometimes I think you've noticed me, and sometimes I think I'm just another random (annoying) kid to you. Either way... I'm going to keep telling myself that you're just practice, because after this year I won't see you again either. There's no need for me to get involved with two people who I'll never see. * * * * Dear Vati, You told her you loved her. Now, three months later, you're making out with some new girl. Is that what you think love is? How do you think Angel would feel if she knew? Also, you're totally taking advantage of Skinny. You "don't want a girlfriend" but are still willing to "snog" her in public. Very much in public. As much as I like you, kid, I think I'm justified in calling you a whore. Behind your back, of course. * * * * * Dear Buckle, So you like Monday, huh? Too bad she's got a boyfriend. It's also too bad that Monday is your choice, since Wifey wants to see you get together with Baby. I think Wifey is on the wrong track, though. Baby and XC should get together, I think. Although that leads to further complications in our fake family tree... * * * * * * Actions speak louder than words, yet I never take action. Maybe it's because it's easier to shout across oceans than reach across them.

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