So, I have a few firm beliefs in life, which consist of:
You mustn't be grossed out when you find out somebody weird likes you, and
You must be a complete charmer to everyone you meet- and be particularly charming around members of the opposite sex.
Unfortunately, these two things can clash. For instance,
You wind up being so charming to a specific member of the opposite sex, that
You are pretty much positive they like you, and
They are supremely weird.
Yup... I think it happened. I think somebody might like me, and although I swore to myself I would never, ever be grossed out, I kind of am. Why would I have a reason to be grossed out anyway? I should be completely and utterly flattered that he sees enough in me to consider me like able, and to actively pursue me despite the fact that I keep resisting him. Sure, he's sweet, but he is
I gotta admire the way he shamelessly flirts, because, hey, you can only do so much talking in a Biology class on a regular basis, but dude, give it a rest. I don't know if I should tell him I'm not interested in the least, or just let him come to terms with it himself. I really, really don't want to hurt him, but I don't want to lead him on. It's not fair to him, because I think everyone deserves a chance to have some romance every once in a while, and I don't want him wasting his time on a girl who won't budge. So there is my rant for the evening.