No school.

Ha, this really has no point except to announce we have no school and to make up for the poem I didn't write last night.

I noticed all my poetry is depressing.

I'm such a drama queen.

Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention. Freeman said I was really sweet. :D

He was sick yesterday, and even though he was getting sick while we were talking, I stayed on the phone with him so he wouldn't be alone.

I probably would have stayed with him if we were together, too. I just felt really bad.

I said, "Freeman, are you sure you don't want to get off...?"

And he replied, "Not really... unless you want to."

I paused for a moment, then smiled to myself. "No, I'll stay on with you. You really need someone to stay with you right now."

And, although he was fighting the urge to get sick (which is actually pretty gross, but I wasn't going to be mean) he said "Really...? Wow, you're a really sweet girl..."

He sounded impressed, and really thankful.

And then about fifteen minutes later he had to get off the phone really quick. I think he was being sweet and was
getting off so I wouldn't have to hear him get sick again...

Blah. Anyway, even though that was a pretty gross rant, here's my random poem:

~Not Affection, Not Attraction~

I can't decide if I love you
The way your eyes will shine
Continues to drive me insane
I cannot make you mine.

You smile so softly right at me
I giggle at the act
Your teasing ways may mess me up
But really, that's a fact.

I stare at all the other boys
And none of them compare
To you, the one I love so much
My self-proclaimed debonair.

December 12th, 2008
Danielle Taylor