It's 11:46pm on February 11, 2011. I am happy. The guy I like actually spoke more than five words to me. I've finished my Sociology essay. And I finished looking at the last of my prized possessions. LOL.
Valentine's day is on it's way. Three days away to be precise. I've had a crush on this guy for well over six months. He's ridiculously tall and knows how to dress which is a complete turn on. And when he smiles... my day is wonderful. We've never spoken, and I doubt we ever will, but there's hope.
Aside from this crush, I've had a bit of a longtime crush on this other guy who actually speaks to me. He's a cutie, he's bright, and he's just an amazing guy to be around. Although I have to admit he's changed over the course of four years, I still like him. Its hard to forget the person he was before but he's really something. I've made some wrong choices in my life and letting him go was probably one of the mistakes I wish I could take back. But I have to live without regrets and forget about the memories that will only hurt me. I have to get past the fact that he doesn't think of me that way anymore even though I am clearly in ____ with him.
In other news, I was listening to some talk show on the weird channels of the radio stations and was amused by the topic they were on. It had to do with valentine's day and the actions they make people do. For one they were saying that a person gets a bf/gf a week or so before v-day so that that person will be obligated to buy them a gift. I found that sad, but then found myself thinking about the next thing they said. Supposedly, during this lovey dovey time, people feel more inclined to talk to their crush for some attention. I don't normally talk to my crush a lot but I found this oddly realistic to how I've been trying to talk to him more and more. I guess they were right. Now if only things were different...