Poetic Day

Me and Greg went out today, Harvard Sq. and Downtown. I bought a black camisole with gray trim at the top from Urban Outfitters, it's really sexy, makes my boobs look quite hot if I do say so myself, lolz. So we were on the bus, and this absolutely gorgeous Irish-looking hottie got on, and he kept loking at me like every five seconds, then I would look to see if he was looking, and we would look at each other and smile, and Greg kept egging me on, but I was like, "No! I have a boyfriend, I can't lead this guy on!" But he was reallllly hot. It was just fun to have a hottie flirt with me and think I was cute. We actually talked alot about relationships today, and love and stuff, it was really nice. I like when we have deep talks. He's interested in this guy and I hope it works out, he seems cool. And he said he'll give me fre eguitar lessons if I'm committed. I can't see Erik till Tuesday which sux, maybe he'll call me tomorrow, like he should, we'll see. Yesterday was so fuckin fun!!! What else? Oh, hot, cool, awesome Mike who works for my Dad waved at me today, I was like "OMG! Mike waved at me!!!!!" Such a loser, lol. I wrote a poem about love and proof at work this morning and I want to put it on here, but the comp. was being retarded so I don't have it. I'll post it tomorrow. Ok, that's it!