And with one who actually deserves it.
My emotions on the subject might go a little something like this:
First day in economic geography…not sure how I’m gonna feel about the class….
Then prof says, “Oh, by the way, there will be extra credit opportunities too. You will have to go to this site called tumblr.” *Le gasp!* You are one of us!
But then, it occurred to me, what it this lets stupid people discover it?
But still, the fantasticness of the moment could not be diminished (and it didn’t hurt when he informed us we didn’t have to buy the book for the class…)
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Okay, I am done now.
I see you for 3 days straight before you go home
Oh and you are as attractive as hell
But then you leave and when I text you I get begrudging answers…or none at all
Then outta no where you talk to me forever today? And I pretty sure were flirting hardcore?
And now I can’t get you outta my brain. Unfair.
Oh, and it is definitely not helpful that I am (and have been for weeks) insatiably sexually frustrated.
It’s true. It’s a problem. :/
We should all jump in puddles more, dance in the rain, take chances, experience the rush of excitement along with the humility of defeat, and tell the people we love how we really feel.
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All you need is a little perspective. And an awesome Momma to help you get said perspective.
Jen walks in, cup of milk in hand.
"Jen, is that only one cookie in your hand? Do we need to have a discussion about anorexia?"
"Uh, no. There is 3…its a snow man!"