Further Contemplation

Okay, the last journal's title was misleading. He's only two years older than I. Almost three, but almost doesn't really count here.

And maybe I should have elaborated on his mom being one of my middle school teachers. She was my seventh grade science teacher. We didn't exactly see eye-to-eye. Or maybe I just didn't like her because she nearly failed me. Same thing when one is thirteen, really. Anyway, this guy I like hasn't told me if his mom remembers having me as a student, and I don't know if I want to even be in a relationship with him if she does. Paranoia kills...dreams.

I also worry about how things will be once he graduates. He says he'll be on campus for a while and probably help with the school paper. I just don't know if that's the truth or wishful thinking.

But my main problem is not knowing if he likes me too or sees me in friend zone. I've never been able to decipher a guy's words and actions, and now is no exception.