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Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Everything you think is comfortable...

Once upon a time where spring was spring and a crush was just a crush, a girl swore by secrecy to her love interest, or so she thought. She never meant for it to get out and arise to the surface like this. She meant no damage when she slipped a few words to her dearest grandmother. She never intended on speaking, or acting on those actions. She never thought it would come to this.


I never thought three words could spin me around faster. All I said was "He is cute."
Phones went off, chatter started chitting, cheeks turning hot, nervous system overload!
Sure, in the back of my mind this was a good thing. In the front of my mind, was a mess.

He can't know I like him!! How can his mom and my grandma think this is so neat?! Oh god, they are setting us up! What's that! He's asking me out MONDAY!! Oh man, I was planning on wearing sweats that day. Now I have to wake up extra early, get all beautiful. Ugghhhh.

Anticipation is a horrible feeling. Everyone was wondering what he was going to say to me on Monday. I should have known not to expect much. All he said was nine words. Not even words I wanted to hear.

"Are you Jen? Do you know who I am?"

And he was expecting me to be the TALKER! Oh man, he has another thing coming if he thinks he's going to be the talkee and just listen.

I like the fact that his mom and him talk, his mom and my grandma talk, my grandma and I talk, but him and I can't talk?

Let me draw you this chart....
After he told me that sentence I went to my grandma's and told her that he was lameee...
She told his mom
His mom told him
He defends himself to his mom
His mom tells my grandma
my grandma tells me.
ARE WE PLAYING TELEPHONE!?!
I didn't think so...

I finally just added him to Facebook, so I can stop this silly tag game going on.
His mom told me that I had to chase him. I never in my life chase all the way. I wasn't raised that way. I was raised to get the boy to chase me. Playing hard to get is what it's referred to.
Ehh...
Inside my mind.