Seeing as this is my first blog entry, I'll introduce myself a bit.
Name- You can call me Kay
Age- 17
Interests- Art, Animals, Kids, Movies, Reading, Baking

I live in Beautiful Canada. I love it, but I would love to be living somewhere in the UK. I love spending time with my family. I feel like I'm my favourite person. I know myself better than anyone and I like the way I treat myself, as weird as that sounds.

On to the blog!

Yet again I have been forgotten. Actually, it doesn't really effect me anymore! I've actually had a guy who I've known for 3 years (some of the same classes) ask me what my name was because he thought I was someone else. It's sad when your peers don't even know your name. I guess I don't blame him though. I'm not really fond of him and don't talk to him if I don't have to.

But, a good sign...I was at my little cousin's church as her confirmation sponsor. I was sitting next to another sponsor, who looked maybe a bit older than me. He was adorable. All nicely dressed for church (I'm a sucker for guys in dress clothes...) in a crisp white shirt, black tie, black pinstriped pants, shiny black shoes and a long grey business-looking coat. He knew every hymn and prayer and was singing loud enough for me to understand the whole time. In other words, he was the type of guy I would never have the courage to talk to. But, about halfway through church he said something to me. I wont say what it was because you wouldn't understand what it was unless you were there. But, it was a comment where normally I would just come up with a quick answer, but instead I replyed properly, didn't get nervous, didn't blush and felt completely comfortable. Unfortunately I didn't use the oppportunity to talk to him anymore. Now I'll probably never see him again. Ah well, I know for next time! I did catch him looking at me a few times after mass though :P

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