"Yes, my ultimate goal in life is to pet urine."

......Yeah.... don't ask.

Bleh. Okay, where do I even start? Well, I skipped my chem class because I was so stressed out about my Humanities final. Which turned out to be a friggen breeze. Then I went to the high school to watch the chamber orchestra perform, and that was nice; one of the conversations I had is where that lovely quote that makes up the title is from. Of course, guess who snuck up behind me when I was saying that? Oh, yeah. Him. A tad mortifying, but definitely hilarious. Gosh, I miss those high school kids. <3

So, everything was building and building for my big moment tonight. Including my nerves and stress level. And then, less than ten minutes before we're about to leave, Jessica pops into the bathroom where I'm fixing my hair and is like, "I'm debating whether I should tell you something or not."

So, of course, I was confused. "You can tell me something," I said.

"Okay. ...He doesn't like you. Just as friends."

By this point, I'm just like WTF? "And how do you know this?"

"That's what he said, on Monday."

"....And why am I just hearing about this now?"

"I didn't want you to get hurt, you seemed so happy on Monday from spending like an hour outside with him."

"Twenty minutes. ...What exactly did you say? When was this conversation?"

"In his car on the way home, I don't remember exactly what was said. You just came up in conversation a lot, since you're like one of the few things that connects us. So I asked him, 'Do you like her?' and he looked at me funny and said 'Just as friends, nothing more.'"

"Oh."

"I wouldn't have told you if I didn't think he was telling the truth. Are you mad at me?"

"Well, thanks for saving my friggen butt."

"...You're welcome?"

And that was that.

So of course I was all suuuuuper happy and relieved because all the nerves went away, and it was okay for the first half of the concert (the three other high schools were performing as well, and there were two groups ahead of mine); but once they all got up there, and I saw him.... I got all fidgety and I didn't want to make eye contact with him. I didn't want to look at him, but of course I watched him a lot during the whole thing, I couldn't help it. All of the happiness just sort of got sucked away, and though the relief was still there, it was just... meh.

Now I've got to work on getting over him... and I've forgotten how difficult it is. I haven't had to do it in a long time; over a year. *sigh*

Well, at least I found out before I made things all awkward. I guess that's a plus.