First:
Red Hot Chili Peppers got a 4-star rating from Rolling Stone magazine for their new album: By The Way. They are also playing tomorrow night in Atlanta. It will be fun just to go so I can see Anthony live wrapping his hands (and what not) around a mike. But I don't think I can. Don't you just wish I had those kind of friends that would say, hey, let's go rock out, and we're off to have a good time. Damn!

Now, onto the rough stuff. Another yet embarrassing moment with me and my crushee. I don't know why I even bother. edit: bother meaning; bother to tell anyone on LJ about it, bother my pretty head thinking about or doing something about it, or just bother putting it down in general. It makes me look decades younger than I am, that I "bother" about a boy.

It is bad, really bad. We talk, sometimes, he tries to catch my eye (according to my imagination) and sometimes I try to catch his and nope, he never catches it.

At first this morning, he was urging me to share a joke with him which I couldn't, because it was a female joke. Then, he asked further, why not? I went all...dumbfounded, does he really want to know? He replies, "Is it because I am white?" Dude, I am attracted to you already, we could share a heck of a whole lot more than some silly jokes. Don't you get it?

Then, later on in the day on his way home, I asked him to have lunch with me at 4 o'clock. He was in the midst of saying no to me when we got rudely interrupted by my manager and some other adoring fans. It was bad. Maybe the interruption actually saved me from more embarassment of having to hear him say NO to me. I remember what the other Ryan told me about warding off girls that asked him out that he didn't like. He said, he would gently avoid them just so he doesn't break their heart. I so should be used to this by now.


I NEED SOME FUCKING LOVE, DAMMNIT! HOW HARD CAN THAT BE...GEEZ!