I hate when I do the thing. You know the thing where you meet someone and they're pretty much all you can think about. It's stupid really. Especially since we just met pretty recently. I mean I get really excited when he calls. I smile when I talk to him and I hope every time my phone rings that it's him. Stupid. I've become one of those girls, ugh! I used to not be like this. I used to not care. I wish I didn't invest myself into this. But he seems like a cool enough guy and I think there's potential which I can't say about most guys I meet.

So now the problem becomes, what am I to him...? A friend? Someone to pass time with? Maybe someone he'd consider dating? I don't have the slightest clue. I never do.

I don't know what it is, but I felt a little something when I met him. I should of walked away then, because it only means trouble is brewing. But I didn't. I even had the discussion with my best friend that this is probably going to be worth even though I will probably get hurt in the end. She told me that I should ride it out, because I deserve a little happiness. Okay,fine.

Now he's a stupid boy, and so all I can think about are other girls he's probably meeting and talking to. And I don't share well, especially when it's something I really want. So now I have to decide if I should throw my hat in the ring and fight for it. Part of me doesn't want to fight, I want him to just want me. So grr.

But all of this pretty much doesn't matter because it's based off a bunch of theories I've produced in my head. I could very well be the only girl he's interested in. He could also not be interested in me at all. All I know is that every day he takes the time to call me and talk. That has to mean something, right?

On a side note I got asked out on a date by a former UC basketball player that I was a huge fan of....oh my oh my! That flattered me pretty hard core style.