Te Adoro, Anton...

It's weird how stories intersect in one way or another. Two of my friends hooked up, they said they met over PCN, and every time I've seen them they were always joined at the hip. Plus my couples aversion kicked in...it was kinda making me sick, and that was a gut feeling I couldn't ignore. They are so gonna hook up, and it was only a matter of when.

So I go to PCH's health panel and meet a Bio major. Maybe I've met him before, but didn't talk. First time we ever talked, and it was substantial by my book. Who knew it would be about what I just wrote above? He was left out of the dust on that story. How we started talking about the enviably pretty girl in that story, I don't remember. He talked about her like he worshipped her. Pretty and drop-dead gorgeous I understand, but intelligent? Smart yes, but intelligent I question. Maybe I should show him what I consider to be intelligent, which can also mean being a complete butthole, but hey, it's also coveted in some respects. Scratch that. I think he's pretty intelligent himself, I mean, have you seen what he gets on his LS midterms? O_O

Sometimes I don't recognize him, but he never forgets to say hi when he sees me. I love talking to him, and I mean it so much more than I can say. Except when the topic goes back to the couple mentioned above. Walking up to his dorm in Hedrick during finals week was so worth the extra words. I even expressed some of my dreams, but no immediate future hopes. Two jilted people getting close to each other doesn't sound right.

Summer does crazy things to me. It's a season that's conducive to my shameless flirting, encouraging me to entertain my wildest thoughts and dreams. So what exactly have I done so far? I said, "Te adoro, Anton" and later covered it up by saying it's a line out of West Side Story. Well, it is a line out of West Side Story. I'm no Maria though.