I chuckle to myself as I start writing right now. John Mayer is singing to me from my lap top, "Say what you need to say..." thank you John Mayer, I'm about to write a blog so I will indeed say what I need to say. Hah.
Oh my, these boys confuse me. I've had plenty of free time this past week due to my minimal exams. I love being able to relax but when given too much free time my mind wanders. Sometimes it wanders too far and I just get more and more confused. Lately the familiar topic of thought: boys. Oh so cliché...
Boy Number 1: He confuses me and makes me laugh all at once, I never expected to like him but here I am putting him in a blog. This must mean something. Maybe it’s the fact that he was there when I needed him most and I felt comfortable talking to him when I though my world was collapsing around me.
Boy Number 2: Oh dear, he's sweet and that’s nice until he gets too sweet. The constant compliments get old after a while and I can't help but think, let’s have a real and meaningful conversation. Please? Maybe its maturity that he needs, can't really expect that of him though can I? Age would explain that.
Boy Number 3: How did I end up thinking about you? I had no clue, but you always make me smile and always listen. We share common annoyances and hopes. I really appreciate it, but where did this feeling come from? I find it humorous for some reason.
Boy Number 4: You've been around forever, I've always liked you on and off, since the day we met. It’s on and off, but the only reason it’s ever been a fleeting feeling is because you always find someone else, or I do. I always come back to you though. What is it? Charm. That's my guess. Keep making me smile.
In the genius words of Mr. John Mayer, I took all my so called problems and put them into quotations...I said what at this time I felt the need to say.
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