not really sure about what i'm expecting or thinking about... i'm somehow excited and happy that you're coming back, and i'll be seeing you again on monday. slightly expecting an update from you, even if it's not directly addressed to me (i mean, duh. LOL.). just an update.

and maybe by some big ass miracle a huge change happens and you suddenly actually do like me and wish to tell me that you missed me and it'll be the start of further awkward interactions that would actually strengthen us and help our status become close friends or even more than friends in a really comfortable way and then it's us.

sorry i was just rambling.

that's the wish, though.

but, of course, things don't really happen that way. i mean, i'd have been such a lucky bitch if that happened. i'd be the happiest gal in the world. i'd have forgotten everything else. it would be such a great gift, such a big, pleasant surprise, i'd prolly act like the stupid schoolgirl i was back then.

i'm so fucking naive and hopeless. hah. this is why i'm still single. plus other factors that can only have been built up by me.