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The time has come for me to complain about none other than the boy I like. And I don't even understand why I like him so much. I'm constantly waiting for him to come online, or reply back to me, or just say something to me in the hall. It excites me just to go to class now. The whole time I've known him, my life has been about waiting. Waiting for him. He isn't even that wonderful. I know that we will not get any further than a hug, but still I wait. As if out of nowhere he's going to come up to me and kiss me. or tell me that he's been waiting too. I'm a logical thinker, and i know that these things won't happen. but for now, I'll just wait for that nothing to happen till it doesn't.