Saturday, October 9, 2004

   What a mess...
Oh dear. I never mentioned that at my youth group, there is only really one guy worth looking at, did I?And that my youth group is totally female dominated. Not that thats a bad thing.

But the fact that about half the girls in my youth group (so far as I know) have a crush on this one guy is not a good thing. And most of them don't know that each other likes him...

Funnily enough, I'm the mediator person in this one. I'd probably go out with him if he asked me (not like that'll happen)-that is if the rest of the youth group didn't like him, but I think I'd prefer to be just a friend at the moment. It's a mess. But back to me being the mediator- Before I knew that anyone had a crush on him, I sent him an sms saying "do u have a crush on -insert bestie from youth group's name here-" because I was curious as to whether he did or not. He sent back that he liked her as a friend, which im still not 100% sure about.

Then I told my youth group bestie that I had sent him that sms. She was like "You didn't! You idiot! Wait, what did he say?" It suddenly dawned on me that she actually liked him, and I realised that that sms was a bad, bad, bad and demonically evil thing. If she didn't like him, it would've been fine, but...well, now everything is a mess. My yg bestie knew 3 other girls who have a crush on him, and she told me. Then she decided to ask if I liked him too. Honestly, I don't know if I do or not. I know I used to, but now... well, we'll have to wait and see.

It'd be much wiser for me to think of him as a friend. I suppose thats what I'm tring to do now. But now, he thinks I like him because of that stupid sms! And that I'm stalking him too, probably. See, all the girls who do have a crush on him want me to find out if he likes them!!! Since I don't officially get wild heart palpitations and turn beet red whenever I talk to him, I'm the immediate choice because I'm sort of friends with him and the others.

But now he hasn't been talking to me over msn or sms, and I won't see him till friday's youth group meeting. It is all such a great big slimy writhing mess, alike to what you'd find in my bedroom at the moment :P

Help, somebody? Anybody? It's a pathetic problem, I know, but I think it will be much worse on friday... :O

From the desk of a girl with a ticking timebomb in her hands
Cinnamon



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*bites nails*
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