yesterday was...

crazy. in a word.

I went to class like usual and sat with this guy named Sam. he's British but has been living in the US since he was like 12. We hung out in the library for like 2 hours and had a nice time. we didn't get much work done, but it was good. I felt like I was finally making a friend.
Then I found out a kid from my high school died after a five year battle with cancer. it's so incredibly sad. I spent like 3 hours crying and just missing home so much. I wanted to go back so badly. But then I went to dinner with some girl friends, and guess who showed up? Sam.
So then I ended up hanging out with him for the rest of the night. and through the whole weird turn of events we ended up walking to 7-11 at 1:30 in the morning. We were talking and then he started talking about how he's been thinking about me all day and how he really likes me. yeah. I know. at that point I'd only known him for like 12 hours. It was so freaky. I told him we'd be friends and then he was freaking out that he screwed up. I told him he didn't but he did. big time. poor kid.

the good thing is, all that distracted me from the awful stuff that's going on at home. I can't believe he's gone. it's just so sad.
I miss home. but at least I haven't eaten today.