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It's been a while since I updated this thing, hasn't it? I don't even have anything interesting to write about except silly girlish crap no one really cares about anyway, but it's been on my mind pretty often these days and I feel like I need to get it down somewhere.
I think I might like someone. Really honest to God genuinely at that. He's....kind of a clown, honestly, but he's so sweet. He always does silly little things to make me laugh, even though I think that's something he seems to do for everyone anyway, and he goes out of his way to help me out and making sure I'm doing alright, which he....doesn't really for most people, from what I noticed. It makes me feel a bit special. And he's one of the most amazing story-teller I've ever met, I'm not even kidding.
The problem is, I....kinda have no idea what to actually do about it? Every other crush I've ever had I pretty much ignored until it went away, because I was shy and it was the surefire way of not looking like an idiot. Only I'm feeling the same way all over again and I'm pretty sure it didn't used to suck this much.
Plus, the thought of possibly bringing a sailor home to meet a retired Senior Chief shotgun daddy seems both needlessly cruel and utterly terrifying. :|
And that's my rambling for the week.
I think I might like someone. Really honest to God genuinely at that. He's....kind of a clown, honestly, but he's so sweet. He always does silly little things to make me laugh, even though I think that's something he seems to do for everyone anyway, and he goes out of his way to help me out and making sure I'm doing alright, which he....doesn't really for most people, from what I noticed. It makes me feel a bit special. And he's one of the most amazing story-teller I've ever met, I'm not even kidding.
The problem is, I....kinda have no idea what to actually do about it? Every other crush I've ever had I pretty much ignored until it went away, because I was shy and it was the surefire way of not looking like an idiot. Only I'm feeling the same way all over again and I'm pretty sure it didn't used to suck this much.
Plus, the thought of possibly bringing a sailor home to meet a retired Senior Chief shotgun daddy seems both needlessly cruel and utterly terrifying. :|
And that's my rambling for the week.