I bought new shoes, I need a Valentine.

I have many things to rant about.

First of all, I have no new updates on my "hipster friend". Accept for the fact that he probably thinks I'm disgusted by his presence because of the following:

Everyday I stay after school for about 10-15 minutes waiting for the after school traffic to clear. On this particular Friday he happened to be there as well. We were chilling with different crowds, and I did not want to be rude and interrupt Kari's heartbreaking story about how our Assistant Principal is kicking her out of school, just to talk to some boy that I barely know. So after Kari is done we begin to walk to the parking lot, I tap my "hipster friend" on the shoulder simply to acknowledge his existence as I begin to leave the school, I walk down the stairs towards the parking lot when I realize I had forgotten my keys. So I rushed back to the benches, past my "hipster friend", and thankfully no one had stolen my Juicy Couture wallet-key chain. But as I walk back to my car he stops me, and we engage in a conversation....in which I awkwardly stand 50+ feet away...

Why did I do this you may ask? I was in a rush! I was wearing heels! I didn't want to trip and fall in front of him, nor did I want to engage in a lengthy conversation when I had to be at work in the next 45 minutes. 

So as I embraced my weekend, I could not help but to regret my terrible body language. And I did everything in my power to attempt to give my "hipster friend" my number. But it's not working. I messaged him on facebook...but he's never on facebook. I even consulted with Corey. 

Corey. Corey. Corey. As I open up to him I realize more and more that he has feelings for me. Everyone else thinks I'm crazy but I'm positive. This boy has a crush on me. And it became apparent when I began talking to him about our mutual "hipster friend". Before I could even utter a word Corey goes, "I could have told you it wouldn't work out. He doesn't like black girls"

...I laughed. I cried. I died a little on the inside. Little does Corey know that me and our "hipster friend" have already engaged in sexual activity. As I previously stated, I thought he was gay until he shoved his tongue down my throat. He made the first move. 

YET, he doesn't like black girls? 

(Why is that even a logical argument in the society we live in today?) 

SECOND OF ALL,
and by far most important.
I recently purchased the Madden Girl by Steve Madden Trebel pump in rose gold. Therefore, I need a Valentine. "Hipster Friend" or not, I WILL be wearing these shoes in the NEAR future. Someone, date me. Please.
I just want to wear my shoes. 

Open mouth. Insert foot.

So, I am now seeing my "hipster friend" on a daily basis. I honestly look forward to it, he makes my day so much better...although, I know only a few things about him...

It's more like me actually having a crush, and actively talking (which rhymes with stalking,) to him on a daily basis which makes me happy. It's just refreshing. I haven't had anyone like this since Cecil, but he's out of my life completely and I don't want to go down that road again.

Anywho, a few days ago, I wasn't able to talk to my "hipster friend" before 4th hour--I was gravely disappointed. We speak everyday before my 4th hour. And as I made the lonely journey from my school's gym building to the main Canton building the feeling of disappointment grew even stronger. I placed my bookbag on the ground, plopped myself into my chair, and pouted. Yes, like a four year old girl, I pout when I don't get my way. I hadn't even noticed Constadina until she poked and said, "What's wrong?"
...and like a faucet, my emotions came pouring out of mouth...
"I'm just really upset because I didn't get to see "hipster friend" today, and I have the biggest wittle crush on him and I really just wanted to see him and ask him if he wanted to grab coffee, ugh. I had it all planned out! I'm so upset" and after I whined for a bit, I felt so much better.

Constadina, Amani, and I ate lunch at Salem that day. I had forgotten that my math teacher was not able to help me with my homework so instead of going to math lab we just ate in Salem's cafeteria. And who do I see? My hipster friend! But my excitement didn't last long...I recognized his friend. And because I did could not bring myself to say the words, I prompted Constadina, "Hey, do you know him?" I asked, she nodded and replied, "Yeah. That's Dan, from our 4th hour."
...
That awkward moment when you announce your attraction to someone and you later realize that their bestfriend was sitting next to you.

Seriously? Why me.

Nice to see you again,

I've been looking forward to going to school so I can nonchalantly run into my hipster friend again.

...but it didn't happen. I had went the entire week without seeing him a school, or hearing from him, or talking to him, so I was ready to accept the bitter end of my lingering crush. Until Friday.

Friday, the day I decide to bum it to school. Friday, the day when I'm back to my loud obnoxious self and I'm too tired to pretend to be intelligent. Friday, the 13th. How delightful. I saw my crush three times.

Me and my girlfriend Lulu usually leave our choir class early, because it's choir and no one really cares. But on Friday the 13th we realized that we left a whole 10 minutes early and as we walk into Phase three (our school's gym building) the bell still has not rang. And who do I see there? Leaning on the wall, iPhone in hand, looking as cute as a button? My perfect wittle hipster crush. And as we walk into the girls' lockroom I whisper to Lulu, "that's him!" and of course, we instantly turn around run out the locker room screaming and giggling as teenage girls do, to see him, standing there....staring right back at us.

...and what do I do? I make the entire situation worse by literally...LITERALLY running in the opposite direction.

The second encounter was even worse. At my school we have 3 lunches. And 3 schools at which you can eat. Which mean there is a total of 15 or so combinations, yet on Friday the 13th we manage to have the same lunch, eat at the same school, and sit three lunch tables apart. Is it also coincidental that we could see eachother the entire lunch period? And made MANY awkward glances towards each other? I hate my life.

Third times the charm. My ballsy friend Amani convinced me to walk into my wittle crush's class room. "Com'on Nneka" he  dragged me, and literally pushed me into the choir room. And as I walked in, all timid and awkward like the true immature teenage girl that I am. It happened. I saw him, and he saw me. Yet this time I did not run. And he did not look away. We talked, and had an actual conversation. I'm in love with my wittle crush.

Best Friday the 13th ever.

Hey Hipster,

So a few days ago I was at my friend's party. It was cool. I enjoyed myself. Then this boy started flirting with me, like hardcore. But I got the gay vibe so I just wrote it off as a gay man just being fond of me. Until I goto leave and I'm giving everyone hugs good-bye and he holds me close,

extremely close,

I could see through his glasses. Meaning that I couldn't see his eyes because his glasses magnified them.
And we kissed.

So, I guess he's not gay? Just really hipster?
I'm down for that.

I added him on facebook and nothing. Crickets. He makes no effort to talk to me whatsoever </3
And now I'm freaking out because I think I've given him the "serve throat infection", but what can I do? That's a conversation you have to have in person. I just have to wait til I see him again.

ew, why do I have a wittle crush?
xoxo