Yet another boring day in my boring 11 year old life. I am dying waiting for school to start up again. It was torture! Cruel and unusual torture! Most kids were probably trying to get the most of what was left of summer vacation. But I just longed to see everyone from school, even the annoying people, like Claire Miller. Who does Claire think she is, anyway? Queen of the world? It's people like her who make school unfun.

Today was Labor Daywhat is Labor Day, anyway? They never tell us this stuff in school. They only tell us how to multiply and how the Declaration of Independence was signed in 1776. We should learn about stuff that's important, not this junk that nobody cares about.

I'm all snug in my bed listening to "Livin' La Vida Loca" on the radio. I don't see why so many people think Ricky Martin is cute. He's really weird-looking and his pants are way too tight. Then again, I wore really tight pants. But I was a girl. Wasn't I supposed to wear tight pants? I don't know. But his pants were leather. Guys should just not wear leather pants! Gordo would be really cute in leather pants.

Oh my gosh, what am I thinking? Gordo in leather pants? Someone please send me to the nut house! It's gonna take weeks to get that picture out of my head! Ughhhh why does my life stink so much?

My cousin Amy walks in. She's 14 now so she thinks she's all cool, but she's really mean. She's wearing this bright neon pink miniskirt with matching bright neon pink lipstick and she's got her hair up in this really messy ponytail. Should I tell her that she looks trashy? She'd probably take it as a compliment or something.

"Hi, Amy," I say, trying to be nice. She was still primpingin MY mirror. Who told her she could primp in MY mirror?

"Unh," she mumbled as she painted on yet another layer of that gross-looking pink lipstick. Then she wiggled her butt out the door.

I just don't understand who she's trying to impress. She used to be really nice to me and we'd play together, but now she's just too "cool" for me. I knew who she really was. She was so completely nice and caring, but then whenever she went out lately, she'd put on her weird clothing and makeup and actdifferent. She was so fake. Remind me never be to be like that.

So I couldn't get Amy to talk. Maybe I could get my cousin Christian to talk. He was older (16 or 17) and a lot nicer.

I bounced over to him in the room across from mine, the guest room, which is where he was sleeping from the few days he and his family were here. He had his back faced to the door, but I didn't think twice about it.

"Hiya, Christian," I said happily. It was then that he turned around and I saw he was on the phone.

"Jess, baby, you know I love you" He noticed me and gave me the go-away-I'm-on-the-phone' hand signal. I walked out of the room sadly but stood by the doorway and listened in.

"No! No, no, I never.you know that's notbut I swearjust give me a chanJess? Jess are you there?" He threw down the phone. "Dammit."

Had everyone in my family gone mentally insane? I knew my parents and Amy and Christian's parents would be downstairs chatting nonstop so I went back to my room.

Wow. 5th grade. You never heard about people getting their first kiss in 4th grade. 5th grade, though.Justin Timberlake got his first kiss in 5th grade. Then again, he was probably really cute in 5th grade. (I'm just guessingI mean, considering how cute he is now, he's probably always been cute). . I, on the other handwas a freakishly tall, skinny kid who was already going through puberty. Who would want to kiss me? Maybe Larry Tudgeman, but he spent every recess of his life trying to get girls to kiss him.

Then again, I was so desperate that I'd kiss Larry if I had to. Gosh, I am definitely reaching rock bottom right now! I'm willing to let Larry's lips touch my lips just so I can say I had gotten kissed. I mean, what would happen if someone asked who my first kiss was? What was I supposed to say? "OhLarry Tudgeman. You know Larry, right?" and act like it was no big deal?!

Okay, so I won't let myself be that desperate. Anyone but Larry.

Danny Kessler? I'd have to close my eyes to kiss him. He makes me want to throw up sometimes, the way he acts like he's cool. Kissing him would make me popular, but Miranda would hate me forever and she already hates me enough. I think Lizzie kinda likes me, too, so then my best friend would hate me. At least I'd still have Gordo.

Gordothat's who I really wanted to kiss. I can just see the sparks flying already. Fireworks and everything. It'd be so romantic and perfect. Gordo has really nice lips. I mean, is it weird to notice a boy's lips? I mean, girls, yeah, cause they wear lip gloss and stuff, but boys' lips are differentGordo's lips just look so soft. And then his eyes are deep blue and pretty.

I am such a Gordo-loving freakazoid. Get over him, Kate! He doesn't like you! He likes

Wait a minute, who does Gordo like?

Maybe Lizzie knows. Or even Miranda. But isn't it a little weird? I knew if Gordo was closer to me and he told me who he liked, I'd be really jealous. But then again, I like Gordo. Lizzie and Miranda don't. Well, as far as I'm concerned.

Ew, what if Lizzie or Miranda liked Gordo? That would make things so incredibly weird between us. Then again, I like Gordo, and things aren't weird. Then again, I haven't told anyone I like Gordo.

I am just confusing myself! All I want is a kiss. This year, I will get a kiss. Whether it's from Gordo or from Larry. No. Ex-nay on the Larry part. Whether it's from Gordo or someone equally as weird as Larry. I am definitely determined.

I've got a world of trouble in front of me.

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[A/N: Wooooo, I love writing this story. I love the lack of grammar and the ramblings I go on. It's so fun. Man, fun stuff.

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