Don't flame meeeee!

It's not my fault, I swear. School was a bit annoying these days, but I have wonderful news:
I talked to him. On the telephone.
Looong story: We had a Maths test on Tuesday, I was learning for it and kinda had a blackout. So I decided to call him (you know, because he's older, cool and just awesome). Said and done, we were talking on the phone. Conversation was kinda like : '*background* wait, I'm giving you the phone...Hello?' - 'Uuuh, is there Thomas? (I was about to end the call there)' - 'Yeah, but who are you?' - 'It's Jasmin, the girl that's always in front of your locker..*gets quieter*' - 'So, what do you need?' - 'I have a questiooon..Since you are older and stuff, I thought you could solve my little mathematic problem: *searches example* *tells example* Argh, now you might think I'm totally dumb!' - 'Nah, I'm going to call you back as soon as I've solved it. Bye 'til then!' - 'Bye!' Then I hung up the phone and called a friend, totally hysterically. Then he called back and explained everything in such a nice way, I think even a elementary schooler would've understood that (even if they'd never heard of it..). Then he wished me good luck, we said goodbye and I passed the test.
Guess what I got?
A B+! And 4 points missing for an A, I'm so angry!
Now I planned to hug him so hard and glomp him on Monday.

And on Friday, we went to the theatre. Everything was very funny, the opera itself was excellent and the singers great.

We all dressed up and were looking first-class :)
And the beloved dress ♥