Apr 16, 2013 02:17
Listening to Bossa Nova while the curse of thinking about everything but homework leads me to thoughts of the cute new crush I have, that has life links to Central America.
Oh funny little head and heart, your curiosity exhausts me. In all honesty, I'm thinking of him more than I'd like to admit. Admission is allowed, but I have a funny way of poorly dealing with things; jumble brain. Jesus, really, "It Might as Well be Spring," as sung by Astrud, it might as well be spring is goddamn right. Me and love songs, my heart is far too pliable for my liking. Can't tell if it's falling into old, old habits or if these feelings are in fact induced by the fella in question.
Insufficient data collection leads me to believe that it's the idea of him that's leaving me enamored. I should just let myself admit that it's simply him that's leaving me enamored. Haha, so, today's insufficient data collection may lead to future changes, but for now, I just like him. Alright crazy, take that, and stop avoiding homework. Avoidance makes you overanalyze most things that you should just be feeling out.
Oh livejournal, how I miss these personal dialogues, even if they do make me sound like a tween romance novel... and exaggerate my insanity.