This isn't terribly important, just something that's .. weird.


Yesterday was my birthday. That was nice and all, really awesome.

It was also the same day this guy came up to me at my locker between classes and said "Can I have your number?"

I honestly could not tell if he was dicking around or not. I dress a lot better than I did last year, see. So people.. treat me different. What am I supposed to do, be mad because people pay more attention to me? I also have been more outgoing lately too. But still, I didn't know what to do about this guy. I just stared at him for a few seconds, and then he said he'd talk to me later and he left.

Today he came back all "Hi." I told him I need to know his name. He's Jeff, yeah. I told him I liked that name a lot, because I do. Then he asked my name, and I refused to tell him, because it was more fun that way. I was wearing the Batman shirt my friend got me for my birthday, complete with the utility belt printed on it, so he said he'd call me Batman.

I'm going to wear that necklace that I made in kindergarten tomorrow, it spells out my name. I have to cooperate for once, at least!

I still don't know what I think of this Jeff. Never seen him in my life before, and can't possibly know anything about me. But the ironic part is that the day before he asked for my number, I had ordered a big, black vibrator and decided to swear off high school boys. I'm glad I'm not desperate though, I'll hear him out, maybe he's good stuff.

What does he look like? I have every right to judge, that's probably how he judged me at first, right? He's chubby, around my height so .. 5 feet 5 inches at most. I'll admit, he had a cute face, real innocent and big eyes and dark hair. But I wanted a bad boy, actually. I don't know. I'll just relax.