about two minutes ago i came back into this computer lab, where i just 30 minutes ago finished spilling out 982 words on james dean for my first core paper in english (oh my g o d i'm a procrastinator still) and i found the beautiful barefoot statistics boy, and so i took the seat two down from him.. and i think he was wearing an old aerosmith shirt, i'm almost positive.. or else the black crowes or something, but i'm almost positive the emblem said aerosmith. is that how you spell aerosmith? like aeroplane? i like that better than airplane. so he's still barefoot, and he's left now, but it was nice, and that's about the fourth time today i've run into a familiar person on campus, a campus of like 80,000 kids or something? i'll go months without seeing anyone i know and then today four times there are people from my life.. walking by.. i'm afraid of them, especially the high school acquaintances, because you know each other so you don't want to completely ignore each other, but you don't want to stop and talk either cuz you have nothing to say to them and vice versa and it'll end awkwardly and it's like.. ok i want to be invisible for these little frightening moments. english is in 15 minutes and i must type speedily.. ummm oh, tyran. i'm apparently mildly in love/obsessed with tyran. he's not left my mind.. i think it's because i never resolved anything really, but now i'd very much be comfortable with having sex with him. so there you go. he could be my friends with benefits. oh yes. i had this lovely dream two nights ago where this happened between us and he was the experienced one giving up his time to do me the favor, heh, which is probably closer to real life than anything.. but anyway, it was funny because i see him as the picture of innocence.. i hope if i ever get back to him he won't have slept with all these stupid high school girls.. i want him to say "oh how sexually frustrated i am, i can not tolerate these stupid high school girls, i need an older, wiser woman.. sigh".. and then it would begin...