Now I am presently sitting at my desk typing away on my computer, ready to spill everything world/Internet.
But first, I don't mean any offense to anyone that read this. I am simply speaking my mind, I DO live in e free country, don't I?
Back to business, yesterday night I had a conversation with one of my guy friends via text, and we got into the who do you conversation. I honestly was the one bringing it up, because I personally never find these conversations awkward, unlike most of the population.
So I swore to erase the text after he told me, but it isn't who he likes that matters it's who I like is why I a writing this.
So I wasn't so sure if I should tell him, he was good friends with him, but after he told me who he liked it seemed that I owed him to tell him who I liked. Me being a big tease I made him guess. So his first two guesses were who everyone thought I liked, which is WRONG, one being a friend who is funny but annoying (he poured soda on me, I never will forgive him), and the other being one of those people who everyone knows, the most funny person ever, he is also a friend and we used to always fight over what was the right answer to a math question.
I know, not your stereotypical conversation with one of the most known person ever. I don't call it popular because with our class popularity doesn't matter, you will be most liked if you have a good sense of humor.
And having a pretty face is defiantly a bonus.
Then the third guess was, (I will tell you a fake name)
Evan
When I read the name my stomach immediately tied itself into and untie-able knot.
Then when I said 'Yes' he told me he thought I liked him, but he wasn't sure.
So I told him that I knew he liked someone else, (that girl, how badly I want to punch her) and he told me sorry.
BUT HE TOLD ME THAT EVAN DIDN'T REALLY LIKE HER ANYMORE!
I was SO HAPPY that when I said I had to go to sleep I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
I don't think I've ever felt so hopeful before.
