So I've decided to make this thing as a way of bitching to the world without the world knowing who is actually bitching.
It will most likely be boring as shit to read. And it will most likely annoy you should it be read in continuation. The same problems that plague me constantly reoccur, just with new faces in new places.
Today, the subject is a person who I will address as 'Le unreadable.' Lu, for short.
So, Lu and I have been talking pretty frequently. He won't be around as much in coming times, so I decided to admit how I felt about him to him as if I didn't I would be consumed with regret and that is never a lovely feeling. I mean, I wasn't like, 'Oh Lu, you stoke such a fire within my loins, and I fantasize about you once or twice a week.'
I simply said, as we parted for what is probably the last time, 'I think you're cute.'
He smiled and I became flustered. Flustered feelings turned into nervous babbling about how I needed to go. He laughed and said bye.
Woe is me. Woe is me.
