I hate how I think I may like you, when I don’t even know you. What I know of you is this shallow, more popular person who wouldn’t give me the time of day,. whether it be because of how I look, what I wear, where I live, who I hang out with, it doesn’t matter.. you just wouldn’t. But they say people change, and I’d like to believe it. I’d love to talk to you, get to know you, pick your brain a little, but I’m scared shitless of you. Not of you, but of talking to you, I really am. I wouldn’t know what to say. What to talk about, how to get your attention. I guess what got me to notice you was a few weeks ago(maybe a month ago?) when you looked at me and smiled. I’d never seen that smile from you, directed towards me. I only see you for a good hour and fourty-five minutes a day so I don’t know what it is about you that makes me feel so strongly for you. We’ve only ‘talked’ like twice, I’ll say something, you’ll answer or make a comment on it but not often. I try to talk to other people who I’m friends with but I can’t help but find my eyes drawn to you, watching you as you try to stay awake or pay attention but you always end up sleeping or playing with a pencil like a little kid. I’m such a weak, unrealistic person. You’re so much different and maybe that’s why I’m so attracted to you. You’re cute in a way I can’t describe, and I have so many different theories as to what type of person you could be beneath that exterior. Maybe I should ask for a sign from God, from someone, something, somewhere to tell me if I’m wasting my time thinking about you and wondering if this is what I can label as a crush or what. More so, I wish so much that I’d get the courage to approach you with full on confidence and get you to notice me, really notice me, have some sort of hold on your mind so that when you see me you’ll think about me for a while. I feel so lame, but I wanted to blog and the first thing I wanted to blog about was you. I won’t let it drive me crazy or dominate my life or anything… but you intrigue me. And maybe, something will happen. Whether it be I get over my fear and anxiety about you and just say hi, or you’ll do something, or I’ll just stop.