never fall in love. it may seem like a good idea at the time, but it really isn't. voilà ce que c'est passé.i met this boy named john. he's really sweet, really nice, and i like him more than a whole lot, and i think the feeling may be mutual. lots of teasing, lots of very friendly overtures and hugs.
i also met this boy named ryan. my floormate is completely infatuated with him. she can't stop talking about him. she's absolutely sweet on him. the problem is that maybe i am too. only i can't stop thinking about him. the bad thing is that i introduced her to him (he's my biology lab bench partner) and i told her that we're only friends. and she's forever trying to get me to call him up, to see if he wants to have coffee or whatnot. he's told me that she's not his type, but she thinks that he's perfect for her. i get the feeling that he thinks i'm his type, but he can't possibly be good for me since if he was, my floormate would gouge my eyes out.
i'm drowning
in a sea of neurotransmissions
that eventually give way to emotions.
confusion is a good way to describe it.
i'd rather be doing calculus;
there's no wrong answer with that
and only a logical way to approach it.