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Carol (a friend of Alyssa's) came into journalism today and gave a few people boxes of Nerds. And I asked Alex for some, and he handed me the box. I said, "Oh, I love Nerds. I think they're cute." And he responds, "Is that why you like—"

Yeah, I am just too far gone.

Speaking of which. Okay, I did it. I'm definitely giving him one of the cards I bought the other day at Wal-Mart. I wrote the message in it and everything; it's just a matter of finding a way to give it to him discreetly... and not expecting guarantees. I think that's why my other crushes went sour. I expected too much.

Oh yes, and my poem.

fluttering like nervous butterfly wings
your eyes shine green
in the dimmed light.
finding myself unable to focus
it's partly cloudy and hazy
when your presence is felt.
more precious than diamonds
your acknowledgement of my existence
is almost surreal.
and you're so close—
just so close
close enough to love—
yet you're still unreachable
untouchable
always unattainable.