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Saturday, February 9, 2013

Epiphany = Mental Freedom

     Its a beautiful Saturday and I have tons of homework to do and I have a basketball game to attend AND I'm going to the movies tomorrow. Of course, here I am on my bed thinking about random stuff instead. So I have had an epiphany and now I know for sure I'm not just crazy and I'm not just obsessing over this A person. In fact, I wasn't even the person who noticed it. My friend reactivated his Facebook and one notification said "1mill (over exaggeration) mutual friends and he clicked it and thought it was me. Turns out it was A. And then everyone confirmed that he looks like I (purposeful error). Apparently apart from the same skin tone, we have the same eyes, same nose, same forehead, same smile. Of course at first I was freaking out and I fell to the floor in a short display of spasms but now? So many questions are being answered. Like "Why do I find him terribly attractive? " or "Why does he remind me of me?" and of course the "Why on earth does he seem so familiar?" It's like a window has been opened and this crisp breeze is so refreshing. I suppose I can say I don't like him any more but I still notice him in my sea of nearsightedness and I still feel a little stab when he looks me in the eye but I'm pretty sure that's it. Like legit, I was at the salad bar (getting lettuce for my burger duh (veggie burger though)) and he walked into the cafeteria (I felt it in my chest) and when I looked at me I noticed I was glaring at him. Or course I looked back up and smiled because I don't like being mean. I'm really proud of this moment though. It shows I'm not a total victim to his looks.
       Of course my friends will be happy to hear that I'm finished this because they all think I'm a dick, because I liked a dick. On Wednesday when we out to party a bit, and I was in a soberer state than most of my friends and I will not be able to count how many times they called him a dick. Of course I found it ridiculous and terribly annoying but I couldn't deny that it was the truth. I'm pretty sure one of them threatened to punch me in the face so defending him was the last thing I was about to do. Also a girl he's been trying to talk to has knocked him down a couple notches when we were talking to her so in my mind he's not oh-my-goodness-amazing-human-being-A anymore. Now he's just regular-guy-only-I-find-attractive-A.

It's weird how he's still the point of my whole blog post though.

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