I'm taking a break from homework to clear my head.
Me and Mary laid on my floor in the dark and looked at the shadows on the ceiling as we skipped our elective. We listened to music and talked. I finally relaxed. It was nice.
But, to be honest I can't stop thinking about this son of a bitch. I can't talk to him without stuttering or going blank. It's impossible. And I get so jumpy, I just ignore him. I'm giving him the wrong message, I know. But, I like him too much it'll hurt. I think he likes me back. After everything that went on. And today he bumped into me, but I was too nervous to turn my head. He then continued to make strange noises. He would.
I wish I wasn't such a tool. Hah.