So I think that you should explain somethings to me.. I keep forgetting to ask you.. what was up with the massive love comments (not that I didn't appericate).
And I really do not want to mislead you, but orignally the boy I was referring to was a boy that comes into my work all the time. He works in the same building as me, and I only have shy causal convos with him - however, as I've told my co-workers, I think he's adorable, he might not be my type at all, and I'm not willing to risk the humiliation if in fact he does reject me, and I have to see him all the time. So I just like to say hi to him and think about how adorable he is. Besides.. I think he's a moron, because all the girls whisper to me when he comes into work that my husband is in the building. And it's like hello moron, yes, they want you to know that I lust after you. And he still doesn't get it.
But, my thinking changed. And now I want to be honest with you, because honesty is sexy stuff. Yes, you are the boy I was talking about (even though this totally contradicts what I just said - but believe me, when I wrote that you were in my mind). Really, seriously. I think you are funny, smart, have great taste in music. You are just one hell of a special guy.. So yes, I do like you, and I want us to be friends.
Hey! I wrote you a book. I've never had a comment this long before. God.. here I go making an ass outta myself, it must be a day that ends in Y. I <3 it.
And I really do not want to mislead you, but orignally the boy I was referring to was a boy that comes into my work all the time. He works in the same building as me, and I only have shy causal convos with him - however, as I've told my co-workers, I think he's adorable, he might not be my type at all, and I'm not willing to risk the humiliation if in fact he does reject me, and I have to see him all the time. So I just like to say hi to him and think about how adorable he is. Besides.. I think he's a moron, because all the girls whisper to me when he comes into work that my husband is in the building. And it's like hello moron, yes, they want you to know that I lust after you. And he still doesn't get it.
But, my thinking changed. And now I want to be honest with you, because honesty is sexy stuff. Yes, you are the boy I was talking about (even though this totally contradicts what I just said - but believe me, when I wrote that you were in my mind). Really, seriously. I think you are funny, smart, have great taste in music. You are just one hell of a special guy.. So yes, I do like you, and I want us to be friends.
Hey! I wrote you a book. I've never had a comment this long before. God.. here I go making an ass outta myself, it must be a day that ends in Y. I <3 it.
[Edited on Sep 16, 2004 10:50PM]