Fried Brain
January 25, 2001 - 9:40:41 PM
I have officially fried my brain. Damn English. Dammit all to hell. I've already fried my brain and I have my two hardest finals tomorrow. It's gonna be pure hell. PURE HELL. Holy fuck. I am so screwed.I need to get lots of rest tonight. I will do fine with my good luck charms in my pocket. Optimism is the key.
I have come to the conclusion that I must get some balls. Eight outta eight guys I asked said they'd be flattered if a girl wrote them a letter saying she was attracted to them and wouldn't think she was a chicken ass. That's right, ladies and gentlemen, at this time tomorrow you-know-who will know my feelings for him.. if my friends encourage me during lunch. I'm much too chicken to do it without encouragement. I can deal with rejection. I can deal with rejection. I can deal with rejection. Someone convince me I can deal with rejection!!!
At least I have a three-day weekend to wait for his reply. I can enjoy three days before my life gets either really good or really bad. Everyone cross your fingers for me and hope that I write a damn good letter.
"I like you, but I know you don't know it. I like you so much I talk to everyone but you. And I wonder what you would think of this little number. Yeah, I wonder what you would say if you knew." ~Ani DiFranco <---all applies except the him not knowing it part, I think he might already.
:::Sighs::: Ta! ~BOB
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