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  A:n My birthday is tomorrow and well I wanted to update... It's kinda short....

Or it could mean a slight blush, Laura. Let's be honest you looked like full out cherry tomato...

Have ever experienced awkward things?  On a scale from one to ten how bad was it? Well, multiply that by ten and you have my situation..

Time was just itself .. I surely did not have enough of it. I grabbed my notes and headed off to literature. I sound like I'm still in high school. This university is messed up like one anyways... Besides the frat house parties, that I do not  attend for the sake of my dignity. It is complete bull shit.  And who am I to think that we go to college to set up a goal for ourselves. Clearly not. Just bigger assholes. Friends ditch you right after college , my freshman year here was hard on me.. I still struggle, but I will get out and start my life. Never mind I will probably have to take two more years of college. Two more years , indeed.

Ms. Marano? I asked you about the real literally capacity of Romeo and Juliet. Aren't you done spacing out?

My professor  called. Since when does he call us out? I fucking hate fine arts, Excuse my French, but to be or not to be is stupid in literal sense. Shakespeare was always so confusing..

"Actually, although Romeo and Juliet was about two lovers and basically their families  forbidden them to see each other out. They decided to break the rules. Creating total destruction down the two's path. Hence the name forbidden love. However, I still can not wrap my own mind around how idiotic Romeo truly was. I mean, check the pulse before you stab yourself.. I finish.

"Very well then." My professor says. "Stay up here for a moment will you .
He scans the room and says something  with pointed out finger.

"Mr. Lynch won't you say your thoughts on the subject?"

Wait, Crayola eyes is here too?

Holy shit.

I need some holy water.

He is fucking speaking right beside me .. I can't breath.

"It wasn't in vein..." He says. What the hell is his name. His eyes pierce through me as if it's a challenge of who is right or wrong.

"On the contrary, if he hadn't drank the poison only moments  before his so called beloved Juliet had awoken . They would have been alive. She being as inferior as he is she stabbed her self without a second thought thinking that he was the one who died first."I say feeling quite  anxious.

"They wouldn't have made it , if they lived on. "  They didn't have a chance in the world so they decided to escape." He concluded.

"Oh, that makes perfect sense, I'm going to kill myself just because I'm deeply in love with someone. I roll my eyes.

"Love is like drug in a sense. Stronger than Meth , more addictive than nicotine. Neurons are depleted. Just plain and simple . Crazy stupid love." He states.

Fuck this shit.

"I will not speak of love if it does not exist." I state raising my head high.

He steps terribly close. Almost too close. I said almost.

"You just haven't experienced love  the right way.. Yet." He hushes.

"Alright you two go back to your seats." The professor says.

I feel heat rising to my cheeks. Red means danger.. As he walks to the back of the class  I stare baffled.

" Are you alright , you look faintly red." Someone near asks.

"I'm absolutely fine."

Fucking fantastic. He's under my skin now.

That is clearly red.

Happy birthday to me and you guys lol. Bye.