awkward turtle.

a few days ago i had my recent worst nightmare come true.
you may be imagining me showing up to school without clothes on, or perhaps me getting my credit card denied at some fancy store that is too expensive for me to be shopping at in the first place, but no, those aren't my worst nightmares.
recently, i've been focusing all of my facebook stalking on a particular girl who i will never name. now i realize you already think i'm a huge creep for admittedly facebook stalking her in the first place, but i do believe i'm justified in doing so, but i won't share my justification because for those of you who know my current situation, the "mystery girl" is far too easy to figure out.
well the other day, i saw her on campus.
yes, yes, this was a huge deal for me. because it actually hit me that although i know every single thing about this girl, her hobbies, her friends, who she is dating, what she did this summer.... she doesn't even know i exist. this is kind of a weird feeling. i guess that's why they call it stalking, it's the only word that fully embraces the level of creepiness displayed when partaking in the activity. 

i immediately regret writing this all down, but i'm too lazy to delete it,
so please just don't tell anyone about this.
that's all.