Dude, it's been all weekend. And I can't stop thinking about class on friday. OMFG, I'm not twelve, so why can't I stop thinking about it?!?! He touched my hand, so what.
Okay, a brief story and then I'll be done.
I was at the grocery store with my mom and sister. We were trying to find a parking spot. And this guy comes out of no where, a worker to get carts. I was first of all scared because I didn't see him. And secondly because I had just randomly said that there was a guy that liked me, and then I saw a guy that looked *just* like him. And I mistook the worker for that guy, for like half a second. It scared the hell out of me. But I would have liked to see him. I forget where he works though, not there though.
End of story. <3