Something's not right with me lately.
I spent all of Friday and most of yesterday trying to look up a friend on MySpace. I felt like a stalker trying countless times to find her, all attempts in vain.It wasn't until today that I asked myself, "What are you doing? Why are you trying to contact her when she barely knows you?" I think it all stems from what happened Wednesday. You see, I had PE that day, and we were all choosing our next units. On days like that, we always spend the remainder of class in "open gym," that is, we can do anything we want. Well, like usual, I'm standing by myself thinking about something, when I feel someone (jokingly) punch me in the back. I turn around, and there she is, my friend. We start talking for like 45 minutes, her other friends come around and we form a sort of circle in the middle of the gym, dodging volleyballs and basketballs as we chat.Pretty normal, eh? Well, here's the deal: I'm not a very charismatic person, as you might imagine. People don't just walk up to me and start talking. I ALWAYS have to initiate a conversation. But she just walked up to me and starting talking like she had known me for years(in reality, I'm just in her Chemistry class this year).So why do I keep trying to look her up on MySpace, a site I absolutley LOATHE, when I don't even know if she has one(she merely mentioned MySpace, so I kinda figured…)? I must be out of my mind. This isn't me. I'm the kid you see in the back of class, skimming through a text book, trying to get his homework done before class ends. And, to top it all off, I actually WANT to go to school tomorrow. I think I'm ill…But let's get back to that later, eh? I've been getting pretty deep into Flash now, I'm actually working on a pseudo-project for Chem, a Flash quiz. It's coming along very nicely. Gotta love Flash. Gotta love Adobe for buying out Macromedia. Gotta love Adobe for buying out nearly every software company out there.That's it, nothing more to see here. I gotta go clear my head.
You might as well just google her MySpace name… its the only way I found Josh Blue's MySpace.
And Josh Blue is…?
Meh, I don't even know her MySpace name…He's a comedian with cerebral palsy. Really, its not what you think I swear.
How do you know what I think it is?
GET OUT OF MY HEAD!Get off the Flintstones vitamins.
Stop acting stupid, you like her.
I mean stop acting like "OMG, I'm sick or ill or something".
You're in love and you know it. Either that or you really are a stocker.