Angela: [voiceover] I couldn't stop thinking about it -- the like, fact of it. That people had sex. That they just had it. That sex was this thing people had. Like a rash, or a Rottweiler. Everything started to seem, like, pornographic or something. Like, Miss Krzyzanowski had sex. So does Mr. Katimski. They both have sex. They could have sex together, like right now. I am, like, the sickest person.

Angela: [voiceover, regarding Jordan] We both stopped talking. Part of his sleeve was touching my arm. I don't know if he knew. Then everything started to seem perfect for some reason. The feel of his shirt against my elbow, the fact that I still had an elbow. It was the perfect moment for him to kiss me, for him to anything me.
Jordan: [leans closer, then opens her car door] Well, I gotta go, so... Later.
[Angela gets out]
Angela: [voiceover] I could have killed him.

Angela: [voiceover] Grown-ups like to tell you where they were when President Kennedy was shot, which they all know to the exact second. Which makes me almost jealous -- like I should have something important enough to know where I was when it happened. But I don't, yet. And the fact that it was a better time then, and people knew what they were supposed to do and how to make the world better...now nobody knows anything. We know who's popular, or that Social Studies is boring, or that Brian always has stomach trouble -- but nobody knows anything important. Instead of changing the world, people sit in class and write notes about other people.

Angela: [voiceover] Huge events take place on this earth every day. Earthquakes, hurricanes...even glaciers move. So why couldn't he just...look at me?

Angela: [voiceover] It's amazing the things you notice, like the corner of his collar that was coming undone. Like, he was from a poor family and couldn't afford new shirts. That's all I could see. The whole world was that unraveled piece of fabric.

Angela: [voiceover] So, I started hanging out with Rayanne Graff, just for fun. Just 'cause it seemed like if I didn't, I would die, or something. ...Things were getting to me. Just how people are -- how they always expect you to be a certain way. Even your best friend. ...Like, with boys, like they have it so easy. Like you have to pretend you don't notice them noticing you. ...Like cheerleaders. Can't people just cheer on their own? Like to themselves? ...School is a battlefield for your heart. So when Rayanne Graff told me my hair was holding me back, I had to listen. 'Cause she wasn't just talking about my hair. She was talking about my life.

Amber: You don't have to go to school today.
Rayanne: No, I want to. Poor Rickie probably had, like, 40 heart attacks.

Angela: [voiceover] I loved Jordan Catalano so much, and talked about him so much, and thought about him so much, it was like he lived inside me. Like he had taken possession of my soul, or something. And then one day...I got over him! [Angela dances and sings to "Blister In The Sun"]

Angela: [Sharon's father has had a heart attack] I wanted to hug Sharon. But, I didn't have the right, because we weren't friends anymore.

Angela: [voiceover] Maybe teachers have a hidden life. Where they're actually... like, human. Where they have, I don't know... dignity. Or maybe not.

Angela: [voiceover] I've been kissed 3 times. No, 4 times. No, 3 times. All of them were people I never saw again. Which I hope doesn't like, mean something.

Angela: [voiceover] It was like Jordan Catalano had been surgically removed from my heart... and I was free.

Angela: [voiceover] It had become the focus of everything. It was all I could feel, all I could think about. It blotted out the rest of my face, the rest of my life. Like the zit had become...the truth about me.

Angela: [voiceover] Love is when you look into someone's eyes and suddenly you go all the way inside, to their soul, and you both know instantly. I always imagined I'd fall in love nursing a blind soldier who was wounded in battle. Or maybe while rescuing someone in the middle of a blizzard, seconds before the avalanche hits. I thought at least by the age of 15 I'd have a love life, but I don't even have a like life!

Angela: [voiceover] Does anybody know Jordan Catalano? That question, like, got to me. I mean, I'd had seven conversations with him, and one really bad kiss, and one amazing one. But did I, like, know him?