"I think it's a sin to sit down and let your life go, without making a try for it."

So this afternoon I finally had my conversation with Michael Doyle.  All day long I was dreading getting to the conversing part.  All morning I was sitting there, and I could feel anger building.  It's true what they say about redheads.  We have terrible tempers.  But, I could feel the anger building, so I took a couple of deep breaths in, and told myself to calm down as I drove back to West.  Mission Accomplished.  I felt rather okay when I got back to WEst.  I ate lunch like normal, and Michael was in some super good mood.  I tried to be normal, but I know I was quiet and brooding.  That's okay.  I think everyone already knew why.  So.. lunch over.  I was starting to freak out after lunch, knowing that the time was approaching.  Everyone kept commenting on my weird behavior, but I'm just so tired after all the stressing over this.  After chorus (which was really bad today), we were walking back to our cars.  I was hoping we would go somewhere else, or at least wait until the parking lot to start talknig.  I kinda tried to say that, but he got mme to go ahead and start talking, so I got to "discuss"  things with him as we walked to our cars.  WE got to third lot and just stood there, kinda halfway heatedly discussing things, a discussion mainly led by me at first. It was really awkward at first because people kept coming up and talking to us in the middle of our discussion, and then realizing what was going away saying, okay, I'm gonna go now, and walking away awkwardly.  That happened at least four times.  Then it got even worse as Michael was telling me how he doesn't like making out (he's so asexual.. how did we get to that point anyway???).  Then somehow I ended up telling him my entire sexual history.  Just at that time, Jason walks up.  That was probably the most awkward point ever.  So after forty-five minutes of "discussion"  I think we got everything all figured out.  Everything is gonna be okay now.  We have communicated and I think we both know the other's feelings, or well, at least a little bit.  So... maybe prom won't be awkward or anything and we can move past this spot.  Alright.  So now I'm feeling so much better.  Hungry, but mentally better.  Okay.