"It's doesn't matter how many times you fall down, but how many times you pick yourself back up. Unless you fall down on purpose, because then you might just need a therapist." -Danielle (today in a text message.)
Alright, so I had a great day. Until it all went downfall. I told Spencer I liked him and he said, "Oh." I was like, what kind of an reply is that? Anyways, he didn't say he liked me, but he didn't say he didn't. I think what I'll do is just...get over him, I guess. My personal opinion is that unless you change or that person changes, someone you like will always kind of be attractive to you. There was something that made you want them before, so its' not that hard to like them again.
Actually that was two days ago, so yesterday was Monday, which means we had school. Which meant I had to see Spencer. Gah. So, it was actually not bad. He still took glances at me, which confused me majorly, but whatever. I didn't feel as embarressed as I thought I would have. But I got scared when we got new seats in English. I was so scared I'd have to sit by or across from him...ahh! But I didn't. I mean, we might as well be, since I can see him perfectly anyways. We're facing each other, but it's weird. Anyways, I don't have to sit by him and won't have to worry about having to for at least two weeks.
I'll write my today on another post; ugh.
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