I'd write this in my personal blog except I don't want my friends bothering me about it and I kind of ditched my blog a while ago. xD
This is about a boy. Yeh, typical boy ranting. But first, I should write about myself.
I'm boy shy, or at least, I'm boy shy to any guy who's slightly good looking and up. I remember in primary school I wasn't like this. The whole school got along fine. Maybe it's due to me withdrawing myself when I entered high school because it got too scary for the little me at that time. Or maybe its the fact that we all go to different classes every period so I don't get to communicate with everyone so much. It's been 4 years since I entered high school and I still don't know everyone in my grade xD. Anyway, lets talk about the boy.
Boy. I remember when I first saw you. First thought: "Gee you look classy". Maybe it was your hair, or your glasses, or something else. Whatever it was, I was attracted. That winter (or should I say that summer?) was fun, even though we never really got to each other. How could we? You were in the popular side and I was on the normal side. Ahahah, normal. I am just so normal. We were strangers back then and we're still strangers now. Yet is it just me or am I really falling for you?
We crossed paths once again two nights ago at the awards ceremony. I'm not sure if you recognised me but I sure did recognised you. All night I hope you would approach me, ask me how's it going, or just a simple 'Hi'. I would have did that to you if I weren't so shy.
I don't know why I'm attracted to you. I've seen others that are more good-looking than you. I guess it all comes down to personality. Maybe it's your sophisticated manner, your independence, your smartness and your commitment. Gee, you sound like such a goody goody right now. Whatever it is, I'm attracted. You're on my mind just about every single minute these days. I regret not being bothered to add everyone after the camp. If I added you then, I'd probably be able to strike a conversation about two nights ago. If I added you now it'd seem funny. Anyways, I'm not sure you'd want to talk to me. After all, until two nights ago, you only met me at the camp. And I admit it myself, I wouldn't go out with myself if I saw the way I was acting on camp. I feel so retarded. You know, that another problem with my shyness. It makes me feel retarded when I can't think of things to say, and I stutter at times, and when I pretend I don't want anything to do with you when in fact I do.
Well, now that that's all out of the way maybe I can stop thinking of you.
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