Ahaha... After 3 weeks of this "feeling" I am talking about, I have managed to grip onto my sanity and TRY typing this "ugh" entry.

See here, ever since my 5th or sixth or whatever "libot" I wus showing my cousins my fanfictions  and Vea called me out and told me that maybe that guy wearing the ugly yellow jersey wus crushing on me because he kept looking at me. Boys from my baranggay weren't exactly my type, so I shrugged it off and played a little joke telling my cousins about my crush on this certain person and all that stuff and purposely made him hear all about it.

It was fun doing it, really.

There's this time when a huge storm got into our place and falling raindrops were deafening we rarely heard each other. There was lightning back then. Then I saw a back on our porch and it seemed like it was bathing, so I ignored him, but my brother tugged me and had gone, "uuy". I didn't get him anyway. When it stopped, my cousins got out lolo's house and told me he was serenading me. He's an idiot. Who could've heard him!?

It was the same day too, when we got my aunt's laundry off because of the rain. We were laughing like mad, because my other aunt was screaming like heck. Then I saw him walking like stupid because there was lightning and all that, and we caught each other's eyes, it was an accident, and I didn't want to give him the impression that I was looking at him or anything. I simply stood staring at the direction from where he's at and pretended I was looking at the tree behind him.

Fiesta it was back then and my cousins were all going nuts when I tried speaking like an old Visayan slash british person. It was so funny. Then my aunt came into the picture and asked whether or not is someone courting me. I simply told no but then my moronic cousins bursted like mad and told her that there was someone. I asked who and when they told me I was laughing my butt off. They told me that he was supposed to give me three roses then and he wasn't able to. Hahaha!

Today, we had this libot again called "tapusan" and Mum forced me to be one of my cousins to go parading in my stupid humongous JS gown from our subdivision to the entrance of the baranggay and stuff. I was extremely relieved to reach back home and was laughing my ass off. My cousin told me someone was looking at me. Jesus, with this huge gown, who wouldn't!?So there, it was still hilarious.

A few hours ago, there was this party and then people came dancing and all that. I was having fun watching and my cousin just told me not to look up at her side because someone was staring at me. I asked who and she told me it was that Michael guy.

I didn't care, really. But I was kind of new to this. Being crushed by someone was something big, since this is the first..okay, second time to ever happen to me. The first was nothing really...I didn't know it until he gave me roses and shot me a look which seemed to portray that he was freakingly afraid of doing that and it gave me an impression that he...he took me for a monster or something like that. Well, he wasn't that attractive. And neither is the other one, though the second seemed to be much preferrable. The only question is, why do both of them have to be that...maitim! HAHAHA! Hilarious! The second one's much whiter, but still...I sound like my sixth-grade self..sheesh.

So there, I actually enjoyed the attention. It was fun, being stared at, for the very first time, and someone actually thought you were pretty. I don't get that much often, you know, so please don't blame me if I sound...stupid. Yea, stupid. I kept coming back and forth to the street just to see if he was there and I don't know. I like him to see me smiling and stuff. I ADMIT, I sound stupid, and NO, I don't like him back. It just feels very funny to be crushed on.

For the very first time, there was someone who actually crushed on me. I'll remember HIM for that.^^