Moving is tough. Depending on how far you move and if you know anyone where you are moving to, it can be even more tough. I don't know anyone here in this wasteland of Oregon, except my parents, and they don't really count. Today, at the bus stop, I met this guy named Moss. Weird name, cool guy. Very friendly and from Orange county to boot. We parted ways and met up later by the local movie theatre. Then we went down the street to the park and sat on the benches and watched the teenagers make fools of themselves and we got to know each other a bit better. We hung out at the library for a few minutes while I waited for the bus and parted with a hug. I don't know how I feel about him. Obviously there are no romantic feelings here for him, seeing as I am still gaga over W----- , but I think it is a relationship worth persuing. After all, I met W----- randomly, and look were that took me. My parents have always warned me about strangers, but does that hold true as an adult? Is it still stupid to give a stranger your phone number if they seem nice? What do you think, world....Summer? .....and yes, he is cute :P *shakes head*
Hasta la vista
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