boy stuff

I think I like this boy. But I'm scared that if I admit that, then it will jinx it. I don't know why I act like I'm in seventh grade. I think part of me still is. He said that he was hesistant because if we were on the same kickball team and I guess things didn't work out that would be weird. (That's actually very similar to what A. said.) Which is true, I guess, but I'm willing to give it a try. Besides, he's not even on my kickball team yet. If he's worried about that, he can join a different team. And besides again, he's the one that kissed me not vice versa.

That is not shedding a good light on him, I guess, but it wasn't like that. At all. We got along really well and he asked me all about myself (unlike B, who didn't ask me a thing, who I just happened to notice took me out of his myspace top friends but left my friend JL in them.) and told me that I had beautiful skin. Kissing him did not do good things for my "beautiful skin" however, now my chin looks as if someone has taken sand paper to it.

I get so worried sometimes. I worry that if I get excited about a new guy then I'm setting myself up for dissapointment. It's not a good way to live though. I'm missing out on the butterflies because I'm too scared to let myself feel them.