[Disclaimer: This post has been destined by the very nature of its origins to make no sense...so it probably wont]
I have currently abandoned myself to an absolutely shamelessly abject longing for the object of my affections :).Yeah he has his flaws...probably, and is definitely too tall for me and according to two very good friends o mine not smart enough for me...but did I mention he is gorgeous...that he has no idea he happens to be the object of my affections (ok maybe he has some idea, but guys can be pretty thick, you know)...is a minor concern obviously...oh but the journey my friend has been...filmi, very filmi, full of stolen glances and gazes held across crowded canteens, and wondering what each others' names are, and at one point...finding it incredibly romantic that I might never know. But damn folks kept yelling it all over the place and I heard it, so the big mystery element surrounding him is sorta diminished now. The first time I saw him, that he thought I was cute was obvious(wheee!), it still is, most times anyway. But then again, he is probably only putting sight, which is a pity really, because for someone who has grown up on a consistently bollywood diet(namely moi)...all tat filminess totally totally works(unfortunately)...and did I mention we dont know each other, thats very essentially Bollywood too.
Now before you label me a psychopath and stop speaking to me when you meet me, chill, it was probably random boredom ( or the fact tat we're both really pretty :P) tat led us down this essentially harmless road anyway.
Hmmm...I cant exactly say much more without actually coming out and naming the dude...so...oh well I guess I'll end this post. Didnt serve much purpose...But wat can I say...he leaves me (and tats ME!!!) tongue-tied...
yeah i have it baaaad...heaven help me
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