Rastrophiliopustrocity

she’s sweet, cute, lovely. everyday she gets a chance to seat right next to me. yes, she’s cute but i don’t know. she always wrap her arms around my arms, hug me, cuddle me, tell jokes, sings to me, and even stare at me for a long time. she often tells me to pretend his boyfriend, and I pretend her to be mine. she even keeps repeating about me kissing random girls when I was high school, and ask if she can kiss me. 

being socially awkward, I just smile and open my notebook and draw anything to let time pass. And especially when she sings at me everyday, I just smile, look back at my notebook and draw anything. I don’t know why, but when I always ignore her in a gentleman’s manner, she never lose her attention to me. She maybe like how weird I am. But fuck, I’m awkward and shy, and she’s making me the weirdest and most awkward person on earth. I can’t understand why she’s not irritated when I just smile at her and pretend to never appreciate. she’s making me the worst guy on the class. and i hate it.

Most people like this sweet little girl. I like her too. She’s the type of girl I like. I don’t know. I’m sorry I’m not that very interesting because I’m weird and awkward and I don’t care much about stuffs. Or shall I say, I’ll date you someday but as of the moment, I have more things to focus on, like blogging. lol.