So, as a recap of the past two days, I feel then need to refer to the title of this post. God must hate me. Either that or he's bored. See, I've had this crush for a couple of years now on one of the guys in my grade. But guess what, I had no spine. Metaphorically anyway. So I have avoided him mostly, because I would've just stared at my shoes. However, with my new years resolution, the one where I don't hide who I am anymore, I kinda feel more confident. I also said I'd grow a spine, which I am working on. So here's where God's boredom comes in.
Well, since it's a new quarter, people get new seats. In math, I narrowly avoided being put with my crush, and even so, he's close to where I sit. So I was safe. Then, I headed to AP World history, in which we were also getting new seats. And guess what? I'm at a table with my crush. I was just looking at that and thinking "Really?". My friend was laughing her butt off, and I swear she somehow caused this. But she says she didn't. So that was awkward.
Then I had a day of peace.
And now he's bored again, because in Passages class we were put into groups, and guess who was in my group? You guessed it, my crush! I actually had a good time talking to him, and we share some ideas, so I wasn't quite dead in the water. It was actually nice.
So yeah, he hates me and he's bored, but I think I'm actually thankful for it. Thanks to "fate", I'm making progress.
Wait till Braunwyn hears about today. She will crack up. :)
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