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This is bad, neb...
So. In ninth and tenth grade, in HYC, there was a guy in choir who was a good friend of mine, and within the first two months of choir, I had a serious crush on him (he was eventually nicknamed by me and MBF as My Lovely Black, which is what I'll call him here). I totally thought I was over it, however, by July on tour, when my friend Alley and I turned around on the Disneyland train to find him and DrumMajor totally making out, and I wasn't really jealous. We maintained a good relationship--we were a group of friends--until he left choir at the end of last year, and I hadn't seen him since.
Until today, when he showed up for practice and I totally realized I'm still not over him. On the plus side, there's a total chance he could come back to choir next year, which means I can be better friends (or maybe more) with him. On the other hand...I've like him for a really, really long time and nothing's happened and I just want to get on with my life. But he's kind of what I'm looking for in a guy--he's WAY taller than me, kinda cute, friendly, funny, a good singer, smart (we can have both crack!conversations and serious ones), gives killer backrubs, and all that stuff. I mean, he's got his own faults, but still.
It bothers me that I still like him.
Grr.
But I'm glad to see him anyway. He's also a good friend, and it's always good to see good friends.
In other news, I added four new cuts last night. I'm hiding them better, but still I just want to frickin' slap myself whenever I think about what I did. Grr.
nebulia out.
Until today, when he showed up for practice and I totally realized I'm still not over him. On the plus side, there's a total chance he could come back to choir next year, which means I can be better friends (or maybe more) with him. On the other hand...I've like him for a really, really long time and nothing's happened and I just want to get on with my life. But he's kind of what I'm looking for in a guy--he's WAY taller than me, kinda cute, friendly, funny, a good singer, smart (we can have both crack!conversations and serious ones), gives killer backrubs, and all that stuff. I mean, he's got his own faults, but still.
It bothers me that I still like him.
Grr.
But I'm glad to see him anyway. He's also a good friend, and it's always good to see good friends.
In other news, I added four new cuts last night. I'm hiding them better, but still I just want to frickin' slap myself whenever I think about what I did. Grr.
nebulia out.