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Like a good portion of my pitiful stories, this one starts with “So there’s this guy”

So there’s this guy

and I’ve known this guy for almost two years now. We’re nothing more than good acquaintances. He’s shy, I’m shy, it’s just generally not good for friend-making. But he’s so smart, and funny, and nice. So my plan is to stay on facebook all day or until i finish my research paper, just in case he logs on. He’s hardly ever on facebook. I already have a conversation planned out to make me seem as little dumb as possible. I just hope if I do talk to him that he doesn’t just roll his eyes on the other side of the computer. I told you I was shy. I don’t know how to talk to people correctly. I seem to always make a fool of myself.

Rant over.