Old Crush was... interesting... today. She is also completely and utterly useless when it comes to giving vital information. I should've figured that since the girl barely ever makes any sense at all. I wanted to be absolutely sure when my last day with FCG is. I'm still 99% sure it's this Friday, but that guy in chemistry keeps saying next Thursday.
Old Crush: YES THIS IS MY LAST FULL WEEK OF CHEMISTRY
Me: Jealous. When is the seniors' last day of school?
Old Crush: Well, I'm not really sure. It's either this Friday or next Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday.
THANKS FOR YOUR HELP, OLD CRUSH. "Next Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday" doesn't tell me anything!
Then, the guy who sits in front of me was annoying me. He decided to use my desk as a pillow, and he's sort of gross.
Me: Please remove your head from my desk.
Me: Aww, but I said please!
Old Crush: HEY, GUY, I THINK SHE WAS TRYING TO TELL YOU TO GET YOUR NASTY, BOOGERY-INFECTED FACE AWAY FROM HER!
"Nasty, boogery-infected face"? Umm... Okay!
Me: Yeah, that works too. Hahaha!
Guy: I don't have a nasty, boogery-infected face! YOU DO, OLD CRUSH!
Old Crush: Uh, EXCUSE me? I have no boogers in my nose at all.
Guy: I bet you do!
Old Crush: WOULD YOU LIKE TO PUT ON SOME BOOTS AND GO UP THERE AND CHECK?
Guy: Umm, no thanks?
...What? Hahaha! Umm, what? No sense. No sense at all, I tell you. But it's going to suck ass when she leaves and I can't check her out anymore. My reward for sitting through a boring subject in a smelly classroom is getting to stare at Old Crush's boobs, dammit! No reward, no reason to come to chemistry.
Oh, my mom's boyfriend never came over. His sister was in town or something. Now my mom vehemently denies that he was ever her boyfriend, yet still texts him every 0.425 seconds.
Anyway, so, FCG today! FCG likes history, so she decided to take a look at IG's and my history homework. We gathered around her so she could tell us what she knew. IG touched her hair a little. I sort of had my arm around FCG, and we were super close together. I thought about giving her a hug too, but IG was sort of in the way. I also touched her hair a little, probably for the last time since I don't get to touch it often. :'( Her hair is so amazing. It feels so nice to touch, and it's such a nice shade of blonde, and it's so long and curly, and it's just amazing. I love just running my fingers through it. I am so in awe of how gorgeous she is. <3 Today she was plotting how to get girls to touch her hair "the right way" when she goes to college. Oh, FCG, just be your adorably weird self, and every girl in town will be fighting over who gets to touch your awesome, awesome hair! They'd be crazy to not want to.
Today, she didn't talk about leaving, which was good. I don't want to hear about it until it's time. It felt like I had all the time in the world back when I first realized I liked her, and now we're down to nothing...