I haven’t posted a blog since September, here it is mid-November. Haww, how the days go by. Hm, a lot has happened since the last time I Blogged on here. Let’s see, I was still talking to the lovely boy from Vegas, but it’s been a couple weeks since we’ve talked. I gather he’s rather busy now, getting his life in order and everything. He added me on Facebook! He seems a lot happier these days, too; which is good to see. I’m always here whenever some is down. Yet, I don’t know if I like the fact of only being talked to because of that. Sometimes the cheerer upper needs cheering up.
Well, remember I had a huge crush on the boy in my Art class; whom might I say is also from Vegas? He’s handsome and I would love nothing more than to get to know him but of course, there’s someone else. The boy that sits RIGHT NEXT TO HIM IN CLASS! Now, this, THIS is shocking news; even to me! I have always said that I despised Filipino guys, or guys with eye-brow piercings, etc…blah blah blah my shallowness rambles. BUT he is just so mysteriously sexy! His figure is tall, slim, and slender with a beautifully faint tan and dark brown hair. He has snake bites, an eye-brow piercing, and gauged ears. (^_^) His voice is so deep and sensuous it makes every part of me tingle. The worst part of my infatuation is…I have absolutely no clue what his name is!! Occasionally, he’s on my bus going home and he sat next to me once and almost a second time, but he saw an empty seat and sat there instead. This past Tuesday, I was given the opportunity to sit next to him! But I just couldn’t bring myself to do so. Huhhh, this is so childish, but nerve wracking. He got a hair cut a few weeks ago and by golly, he looks even more handsome :D I can’t wait till Tuesday when I can see him again. If he decides to come to class, that is. :P
I’m not sure where my heart lies whenever I think of St. John. I want to say that I still do have intimate feelings for him, but that wouldn’t be necessarily true. He is a wonderful person, but I can’t be myself around him. I get so tense and jittery. My words start to stumble. I don’t know what comes over me when he’s by my side. His scent is just so luscious to me. There’s nothing like the reminiscent scent of a man on every part of your body after he leaves. I’m not sure. I’m not sure. I’m not sure. I am certain.
I am sure that I am uncertain.
