Ok, so first journal entry on first love. Well, it feels like love. Everytime we 'talk' my heart like beats straight out of my ribcage. And he is like, the highlight of my day. I look forward to him. I hate it when he isn't there. He's a christian (my parents would approve). Wow, I never thought I'd have a thing for the 'good boy'. But he's not stuffy, and he makes me laugh. He makes me want to...