Monday I decided to tell him. I went up to his work and we chatted. That was after about an hour trying to get the courage to go over to him. Yeah, I’m a chicken. He was wearing the “cotton candy combo” as he has referred to it before. He was cutting out Chinese throwing stars out of cardboard. (They weren’t busy, thank goodness.) He just cracks me up with how random he is, it makes me laugh. We small talked for a couple of minutes. Then I started with… “I need to tell you something….. I sort of have… a crush on you.” I THINK his reply was something to the extent of, “You know I already knew, right?” Of course I can’t remember because I was to busy freaking out because I just told the guy I liked him. THANK GOD nothing bad happened. In fact, when I said I should probably go, he told me to not go because he was bored. CAH-UTE!! Anyway, we ended up talking for about 40ish minutes about things and stuff. That night I seriously COULD NOT go to sleep because I was replaying the entire conversation in my head and I seriously could not stop smiling.
Yesterday, I decided to find out how he “knew.” So I texted. (By the way, you’d think it’d be easier to text him now, BUT NO! If anything, it might be harder!! LAME!) Low and behold, Matthew Wheaton didn’t lie when he said he told him. THAT LITTLE TURD. :P Ugh, oh well, I’m happy with how things have turned out, not saying I’m going to get the guy. But, my cousin IS having a wedding in a couple of months, maybe I’ll need a date. Lol. We’ll see how it works out.
I decided to tell him so maybe I could get some closure to stop liking this kid. But after Monday night, I fear that I have not even begun to start turning around. I think I’ve only walked deeper on the path that I wanted to get out of. Yikes.
Why, JA, must I be attracted to you?!! (Ha, he even asked me this question on Monday.)
Lame.