i can't fight this feeling anymore . . .
tonight i went to the provo city library to borrow some books (i love going to the library). when i got home, i was flipping through one of the jr. fiction books when a piece of paper fell out. it was a love note. clearly written in scribbly juvenile male script. it said:
I love you!
Don't show Cassidy
sorry cassidy. jr. high is cruel.