Remember my last post where I got all possessive?
I've been cured! Mostly! By the solution which I already knew:
I talked to her. We had a nice little conversation and I decided it was cute instead of annoying when, after he got to class and was sitting by her, he asked her a question that was so ... like the kind of question you ask someone when you're thinking of starting to like them. (Or you already like them. I don't know; they don't talk to me about their feelings.)
Awww. I may have been guilty of rolling my eyes, but at least I didn't rip anything.
Now my heart's all jumpy imagining someone asking me that same question. Hahaha.
If I'd done what I should've done long ago (switch classes back so I was in their class), this wouldn't have been an issue. I would've been a way happier person in general. I don't know why I keep fighting against these things until it's too late to do me any good.
Someday I'll learn.
"Kansas" ~ Vienna Teng
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