sometimes i forget myself. i have become bold beyond my wildest dreams, so when she points out the hot boy to me at dinner, i walk over and give him her number. his friends taunt him, but he keeps looking over at her, so i think he will call. i've never seen her be so bashful, but i know she's hot, and i think she knows it too, so we just sit and wait for the phone to ring.
i think this semester is going to be kind of hard, or at least a lot of work. but you and me, we can handle it together. and soon you will be done, soon you will call me and laugh at all the homework i have to do. until then, baby, we'll stick it out.
