When I was a sophomore in high school there was a boy in my biology class who made me laugh. He was probably one of the funniest people I knew at that school.He was hilarious and he knew it(he was Conan O'Brien minus 25 years). It was not until summer had begun that I realized that I might have liked him. It was as if the"feelings" part of my body or had not had enough time to reach my brain. It bothered me all summer and it still bothers me because that's still how I function.It's illogical and childish.
It's a burden that works in my favor because if the person does not like me then by the time I realize that I do the person is long gone and I can't obsess over it. In other words, it's easy to move on.
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