it's just a little crush, not like I faint every time we touch.

[enamoured]

G'Colby, Maverick, and that other guy (I can't remember his name) SUCK.

We were having a nice, civilized food day in French. We made crepes, I brought my Nutella and my mocktail, and it was all good. So then somehow the guys got to talking about Queen, and Freddie Mercury, and things like that. This veered off into a sexuality talk. And G'Colby says something like, "Well, drama people are gay, right?" and he looks at Drew. Some other stuff happened, and eventually it lead to Drew jokingly throwing a banana at G'Colby.

Oh my Lord. You would've thought that Drew threw the Nutella or syrup at him. G'Colby preceeded to freak out and stuff, for no freakin' good reason. Drew tried to explain that it was a joke, but G'Colby wasn't having any of it. Hello, it was a banana! It didn't ruin his stupid jersey, yet he felt compelled to make a production out of it. Ugh. I LOVE people.

Which brings me to the next thing. I really want to tell him I like him. (Drew. Of course.) But I'm absofrigginlutely patheeeeeeetic and can't find a way to do it. I suck. I suckity-suck-suck. (thank you, Jess Darling.)

Thanks to American Idol, I have "Never Gonna Give You Up" in my head on contiuous loop. Love the song, but ARRRGH. Stop.

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[brittuhknee.livejournal.com]

While the most common advice for me to give you would be TELL HIM, I can't because everytime I tell a guy I like him it screws EVERYTHING up lmfao. So I'm going back to being MUTE.