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Hey guys, its ocean! I hope everyone is doing well and I hope you enjoy your day today.

The reason for me writing this blog is because of something that happened this morning.

So basically, there is this boy named Daniel, who likes me or whatever. I met him in math tutoring after class. I lost my ID, and he found it for me (I lost it again). At that time, I liked him or whatever. Well, I didn't know my feelings for him yet. But the more time I spent with him, he seemed like an alright person. But then he came to me and my friend's table, and things took a turn.

The more time I spent with him, the more time I though he was weird. He would eat raw butter, make arguments with people for no reason, and talk about his personal life (which we all do sometimes, but not all the time, he did it all the time). I don't know what I saw in him. I don't think I liked him that much after that.

So, I get a boyfriend named Lavelle (who I'm not with anymore for like 3 months). And he hears me and my friends talking about him, and he's all like. 'Whose Lavelle'? which doesn't sound bad at first, but he does that to any guy I talk to or mention. I was talking to my other friend Tommy, and he's all like, 'What do you think about Tommy?' And I was like, 'Um..''

And this morning the bomb was dropped. Daniel would always start hugging me (even after I said stop). After I told him I had a boyfriend. And then, as if he doesn't understand that he goes and asks my friends who are whispering about whatever and looking at us. He asks them, ''Are you guys talking about how me and (my name) would be a good couple?' I was shocked, annoyed, among other things.

This morning, Daniel had a bag of Oreos in his hand, flaunting it around, pushing it everywhere, holding it, and putting it in our faces. So, I talk to my friend Carmello in the breakfast line about it. And I was talking to him. But, BUT, BUT! There is the boy that usually sits at our table with dreads. He told Daniel what I said. I don't even know the guy, and Daniel doesn't even know him. But Daniel believes the boy and what he said.

Then Daniel gets all in my face. He says, 'He told me you were talking about my Oreos. I wasn't going to give you any anyway.' As if I wanted to have any of his food in the first place. If I wanted some I would have asked.

Daniel kept talking, and that's when I was like, 'No, I don't want to be around this guy anymore.'

I said, 'Daniel, I don't want any of your food. It's yours. And for the record, you think I like you, and you always hug me, and always making sorts of comments. Please stop, because we will never be friends, and we will never be together.'

Maybe I was a bit harsh with what I said, but I had to stand up for myself. I was too nice to him by not saying anything about the hugs or whatever. I had to stand up for myself, and I had to say something.

Okay update guys. In the hallway Daniel was like, '(my name) can we make up?' and I was like sure. But I laid down some boundaries for him.

Anyways, I'll stop writing before I turn this blog into an essay. Stay, warm, Stay true, and Stay You, pookies!
xoxo, ocean <3