Whatever Happens, Happens

During Spring Break I already decided that if I ever saw *Ken I wouldn't freak out and go nuts and talk about him all the time. I mean-I don't even know the guy!!! Why would I be remotely interested in him? But I am-and it drains all the energy out of me. Plus, I think he's on to me and thinks I'm a totally stalker. I'm worried, maybe I am a stalker-or acting like one. I don't mean to sound like those Christians and the street preaching wherever they can-but I think God will give me the opportunity to get to know Ken, I don't want to immediately be boyfriend-girlfriend because you need to get to know the person before you get together. Right? Plus, friends usually have a stronger relationship. But if God didn't want us to be friends-or maybe it's just coincidence, but the first thing I saw when I came to school was Ken. Then at recess I saw him on my way to my locker. Then on my way to English I saw him-again!!! And then on the bus home! Even writing this is exhausting. I just don't want to waste time thinking about what could be.

Angela