I need a hug.

I wanted to go to bed with him in my room, just for a few seconds, but the fear my sister would come around and see, I didn't want her seeing it and telling my parents. So instead I fell asleep three times this afternoon, my blanket fitting around my side as if they were arms, too bad they weren't warm, luckily it was my yellow comforter...which is comforting

And I know I want him to steal me away from work. The best in my mind as I see it is that it will be slow tomorrow. As he and Ryan and Brit are leaving Nance's I am getting off work. They will pick me up and drive away, after say two hours (cinderella had a curfew too ya know) they shall drop me off at P&M. I'll call mom, tell her it was packed, she'll pick me up and see the few cars in the parking lot thinking it had all just ended. I can act tired.

But nah, I know it won't work out that way, I always imagine all the possibilities in under five seconds. Most likely is, they will stop by, I'll be swamped and seeing that the other busser is Kevin, who "pulled a double" and is "really tired" and who is nineteen and can have say so over everything..........well I closed last week...maybe...maybe

I love the owl who hoots outside my window. It's a kinda lonesome cry; yes, I like him much more than I do the twittering chirps that wake me up at 5 AM.

It's as if the world outside my window goes to bed lonesome, but wakes up cheery.

Teehee.