just when i think i'm over him... i'm not. i keep trying to tell myself that i don't, i convince myself, and then i see him, and i can't help myself. two years. two years! two years, i've waited. i can't take it anymore. one date is all i got. no phone call. and now... and now it's so clear that he still likes me. i keep pushing him away. i don't want to have to deal with the knowing, not knowing, do i, don't i, will he, won't he? so, fellow pleonasters, i am admitting to you, that i like this boy. I like this boy! Then why don't I do something since he isn't? I'm a stupid girl. Well, I'm tired of being that stupid girl who sits around waiting for that guy to hold her hand, and tell her he likes her too. I won't be that stupid girl anymore. Even if it means getting hurt and looking like an idiot. It's better than living the life an idiot and hurting now. I'm going to march right up to him, look him in the eye and ask him what he's waiting for, tell him I can't wait around forever.