I feel like an immature teen.
You know the drill. I like him, he shows signs of liking me… I cannot STOP thinking of him.
We are friends, I see him everywhere at school. EVERYWHERE. It does not help this infatuation I have.
No, I am not a crazed girl who does everything she can to be with him. I don’t tell anyone how I feel about him (I am not implying that is what crazed girls do), for fear that I will annoy and further more lose the respect of my friends. (I pride myself on my reputation.)
I see him everyday since we have some classes together. We always talk in journalism class, of course! Journalism is seriously the best class ever, but that’s getting off topic. Anyways, we were discussing our lunches and we found that we had the same lunch times on B days (anyone who has the A day, B day schedule at their school knows the whole lunch deal.) So the next day at lunch, I see him sitting at the end of the table I sit at. He leaves, I leave 5 minutes after (I was anxious of being late for my class since the cafeteria is a while away), I find him waiting outside with his friends. I pass him and smile, he smiles. I kept walking. I didn’t realize he was right behind me until he cleared his throat. These sentences are choppy!
There are many instances but I will just reduce them all to this plain fact. Or facts tehe.
We smile whenever we see eachother now.
We talk way more and leave class together.
He checks to see if I am watching him. (and hmm. how else would I know that)
Oh by the way, I’m sorry for putting you through this torturous read! This is my simple venting system.
ok. moment of utter and always avoided girliness.
GEEZ I AM SO GLAD. he’s extremely awesome, modest, and very cheerful.
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That was a very, extremely toned down version of what i am feeling haha
Anyways. that is my rant and I still am feeling immature. :)