Why go out to lunch all by yourself when I'm right here?!?! I mean come on guy, why care about this place and let it stand in your way? I know I'm hot. I know I'm fucking awesome. So what's the hold up here? Is it because I'm not blonde???? Eh. Doubtful. I keep trying to think of things to make you smile since you're so miserable here. But I don't want to continually cross the line. I've already jumped over it a time or two and I need to back off. But I love your smile. Like honestly you have no idea how that smile makes me feel... and when I'M the one to make you smile, oh that's it, I could die right then and be perfectly happy. Like I told you, there's just something about you. And yes, that may be creepy and yeah, I could be crazy, but fuck it. I don't give a shit. I have nothing to lose. I'm just too impatient and you consume too much of my time by always being on my mind... I need a break, a brief stint of silent sanity bestowed upon me by your absence... yet I don't want to ever NOT think about you. I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL DECEMBER.
The way I feel for you, without knowing you very well, is like a mixture of how I felt for Cory, Chris, Dan, and Mark. That's a whole lotta feelings right there. A LOT. I realize that you sit over there feelingless when it comes to me. Perhaps not entirely void of feeling toward me, but I can't imagine, by your actions (or lack thereof) that you're all head over heels for me like I am for you. I don't know why I'm this way over someone like you but I am.
Kirsten just told me she saw you looking at me. I wish you'd do that more often. Anytime my hot tall friend, anytime. This is all yours from now on. Even if you don't know it yet...
