I saw that picture on Hector`s blog in a photography book today... except it had the shore in veiw, and one man standing there... facing the harbor. There were lots of beautiful pictures in that book and I started crying in the middile of the library for no reason, just because they were beautiful and still so sad... then a boy passed me, and looked at what I was looking at and called me a freak for crying over a bunch of photographs that didn`t mean anything to me. It made me so mad... And then I went to sit down alone... and a few people in my class see my by myself so decide to come sit next to me, out of pity probably. So they sit there... when I`m trying to have a moment alone... and start talking about sex. Little 14 year old girls in my class, have had sex like 10 times and are asking my why I haven`t done it once. Lord God! I should have told them exactly what I thought of their "experiences" and of their "morals." But no, I sat there stupidly, being pitied even more because I`m a virgin. Hell if I care. Its nothing to be ashamed of. ...Anyway, what did I give a damn about all they were telling me? It was like they were bragging. Bragging about what? How easy they are? That they use sex on a daily basis? That they`ve never experienced love? LOVE? Jeez!!!!! LOVE GUYS! Yeah. I wanted to slap those girls real hard... because the love I feel can`t belong to everyone. And not everyone knows how great it is.... Yeah so, that was stupid. And now I feel stupid for telling you guys. -Sigh-