Enough with the small talk. Anyway, remember that boy I mention in every journal except my last one (Mongolian Throat Singing)? Well, yes. Him again. I can't stop thinking about him. I always look at him in class; I can't stop. I've noticed him looking at me more than a few times, which make me wonder whether he really is heterosexual (I also never see him around girls; hmmm). We were watching a movie (one of my favorite documentaries, which I've already seen twice at home) today and I couldn't pay attention. I could only think of him in the corner of my eye. I also time when I leave class so I walk near him in the hall. That sound creepy. And yes, it is. I get very nervous around him.
Also, I found out that I'm a genderqueer, since I believe in Buddhism, which means I believe that only our bodies have genders and our actual spirits are eternal, genderless energy. I also noticed that I haven't had sexual thoughts in a long time, which is irrelevant, but I don't want to start a new paragraph for it.
I think that's all. If I want to add something, I'll do so in the form of a comment.