Okay, here it is....the part nobody wants to read about, but the only part of my life that I REALLY want to tell. Brace yourself.
Before Christmas holiday (about December 21 or so) I left an anonymous note in a guy's locker giving a few clever (or what I thought to be clever) quotes and my e-mail address. At first, I was really excited, thinking he'd e-mail me in about three days. I waited like three weeks, and still no e-mail. I was absolutely crushed. I thought either he knew who I was and didn't want to chat to me, or, I left the note in the wrong locker, which would be even more devastating (some weird kook could have had my e-mail address). Anyway, I had pretty much erased all hope from my soul when, one day, I decided to check my e-mail on that account (it wasn't my normal account, but one I had created solely for the purpose of chatting it up with my crush). There was an e-mail from him! My hands shook and, dare I say it, it was one of the happiest moments of my life. After chatting a couple of times, we played a type of hangman where he tried to guess who I was. It tore my heart in two, because the first letter he guessed was not a part of my name. The next time we chatted, after I had given him more clues to my identity, he guessed which family I belonged to, and I'm sure he knows which one of two sisters I am. We haven't chatted since, and it really bothers me, because he may just be trying to avoid me. If I e-mail him any more than I have, it will make me seem really desperate, so I guess I just have to hold on. I will write later with any updates.