really?
Life is what happens while you’re busy making other plans.
These past two weeks have been really strange and surprising. In a completely good way. I have been in such a good mood. I can’t stop smiling. I feel like a dorky little kid about the whole thing. I have been so busy trying not to like people for the past two years that I suppose now that it’s happened it’s a lot to handle. Which scares me because I’m still trying really hard not to like him...which isn‘t ever going to work. I guess he’ll be called j23. I haven’t tried to pursue anything here really, I just figured when it happened I would know and it would feel right. I’ve hung out with people since I’ve moved here, but nothings ever really clicked. This one feels right. Even writing this feels like its going to jinx the whole thing. WHAT AM I DOING?????? I am getting ready to leave. I have three months left. And I’m worried about jinxing something with someone I just started hanging out with two weeks ago. This is so dangerous. I really like him. And I still haven’t slept with him. Talk about crazy. He is this complete gentleman out of nowhere. He’s everything I’ve never liked. And I really really like him. I don’t get it. I don’t get me right now. All I know is everything feels great for once and is really on track and good. I haven’t had one bad day in WEEKS. Ha, shit. I’m head over heels.