Running Again

I feel accomplished. In gym, we were supposed to play Frisbee or we had the choice of running the Bobcat Trail again. I decided to run again, so I ran a mile, did 30 sit ups, and ran another mile. I feel so0o good. And I've been eating very well. I just hate be sweaty all the time. But at least I'm not stinky. :P So yeah! I totally deleted my post about my *boyfriend.* His name's Chris. I met him at the hospital... He was there because of a lie though. His mum's an ice head and she called the cops on him and made up all this bullshit. Anyways, he's the most respectful, sweetest, nicest guy I've EVER met. He opened doors for me, he pushed my chair in and out, he threw away my things when I insisted I do it. We kissed at the end of the day, and Oh My Gosh. It was the most sincere kiss I've ever had in my life. It was actually meaningful. It felt SO right. So yeah. He makes me happy. HE should be home by Friday, so I'll call him then. If he doesn't call me before. But anyways... *sweating* He used to be a street car racer. :D Dad's really freaked out by that. Lol. So... I'm going to go. Check ya.