88 miles per hour

... little sentiments I've started to collect, and I fear that I'm going to build a shrine over something so completely effiacious-- time travel and cold fusion seem more tangible than him.

i guess that's as real as it will get. Of all the things that remain somewhat uncertain in my life, finding the right opposite sex remains as one of the primaries. because of my current (rather pathetic) way of living, it's inhibited me from finding myself and him. it's just a crush, and i'm just being lonely and stupid. he's just a boy and i'm just a girl and our hearts will remain a million miles apart, separated by circumstances, friends, family, and ultimately, ourselves.