Well. What? I'm happy. And it's for this unbelievably ridiculous reason. God, I can't believe I have a crush.

I don't get crushes on people. Ew. I usually skip crushing, go straight into falling, and then end up with heartbreaking. Yeah. That's me. But... I'm crushing now. *beams*

So.

His name is Igor (insert Russian last name I can't pronounce). I have him on my Honors English Composition and my Colloquium classes. And... well, I can't say I didn't find him cute the first week. I did. It's just that, I told you, I don't do crushes.

We had this group thing for English a while ago. He was in my group. He saw me doodling and he was like What are you doing? I look up and before I can say anything, I realize what beautiful eyes he has. I smiled and said Nothing. Just drawing stars. And from that moment on, I couldn't help but stare into those eyes whenever he spoke, to me or otherwise.

At Colloquium, I was stealing glances at him. I told you. This is ridiculous. But yeah. I was stealing glances. And then, when I looked up from my writing to steal another glance at him, he was looking right at me.

OMG.

But what's better than your crush realizing that you've just been staring at him for the past half an hour? Oh, I don't know maybe...

Him waving at you.

*beams*

I almost died. It's crazy. Really crazy. But what's even crazier is that I waved back.

*sigh*

Something else in school to look forward to.

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Katy and I were at Robeson a while ago. She suddenly goes Don't you just hate honors' classes?

I looked up from my reading and said No. I like it actually.

Well, I like it too. It's just that a lot of the people who end up in them are snobs, she said.

Um. What was I supposed to say? I'm not a snob, am I? :(

[Igor sure isn't. *wide grin*]

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kitten posted @ 10:16 PM