Ooooh crapnoodles, the jig is up! Yesterday, my friend Roca dared me to call Poe and answer his question about if he kissed me!! Never one to turn down a dare, I called him up and after a few minutes of stalling, I told him that I would probably kiss him back! Then last night, we were on the phone until one thirty. After about ten thirty, my mind goes psycho depressive… I don’t even have any idea why! That’s why I usually go to bed so early. But since I was up, I suddenly just out of nowhere started spewing some of my deepest darkest fears… things I don’t even allow myself to think about! And I was TALKING about them!! I curled up into a ball on the couch in the basement and started shaking and it sucked big time. Poe seemed unfased… he has his crazy moments too. He thinks I’m too happy all the time and that I’m bottling up all these emotions and that I need to cry. I do not!! Crying is not my forte. No way moses.