Now it falls apart every night to the sight of the dim stars

I totally realized Steven is pretty much the look of my perfect boy. Clark Kent, a little bit of caveman, furrowed brow, insane jaw and pretty smile. He reminds me a lot of Christoper Gorham.

I have been working the past two days. My first day of work, we had to evacuate the store. That kinda sucked.
Day two Steven was there. As fate would have it his register was right next to mine. We talked and giggled. He is pretty innocent. He believed because he wasn't 17 he couldn't see Superbad in the theaters. I invited him to come after my shift to see it but his mom was going to pick him and his shift ends an hour earlier than mine. But at least I had the balls to do something. 
It was adorkable. Its official he quasi- wants me. He is a junior too! He asked me how old I was as soon as I got there. He waved to me first also. He is desperate for my caramel loving. 

Anywhozzile I am going to see Superbad today because yesterday's plans went no where. I will probably have to stop by Target but I know Steven isn't working so I won't see him. Poo.