-somehow, Iāve convinced one of my friends to have a TC, which is hilarious
-I also found out that two (ish) of my other friends also have a TC (one whoās tc is particularly bad; honestly, she should make a blog).
-I thought I was over B on Monday. Like, I was pretty sure I could be normal about it all again.
-however, itās been an absolute week and the opposite of that has happened. I bought a tshirt with a historical joke on it and wore it to school (Iām dorky like that). I was too scared to show it to B, and he was a little scattered so I didnāt get to talk to him as I was leaving the class.
-then, in fourth period, my journalism teacher (who I told about the shirt the day before) asked if I had shown B. When I said no, she literally went and got him from his prep period, brought him to our journalism class and showed him my shirt. Even worse, the joke was printed on the back of the shirt, so I had to stand up as he looked at the back of me.
-however, he loved it. He reacted in his usual fashion and I even told him that something he taught us about was not on the shirt. I swear in his eyes there was something that said he was proud of me. Even just having him there, smiling just for me even with the journalism teacher right beside him, was something I cannot describe.
-you might thing thatāll be all- but ITS NOT!!!
-the next day, I answered a question. Then, five or so minutes later, another girl on a different side of the classroom answered a question. He then went āoh, what AE, sorry [girlās name] said.ā LIKE BROUGHT MY NAME UP WHEN I DIDNT EVEN SPEAK?!?!? Is he thinking of me or am I delusional.
-and then today, he looked up from a conversation with another teacher when I was walking in the hallway to say good morning to me. Listen, maybe Iām just staring at him too much all the time. Maybe thatās all.
so Iām back here again. Iām still as in love with B as I was in grade 10. And I hope it doesnāt go away anytime soon
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