Well not so much love as shock, pleasure, maybe infatuation. I don't know,but one of my friends who i haven't been necessarily close to but have known for very ;long time has suddenly gotten me interested. Her(shocking) name is Amanda. She is beautiful but not in a conventional way. She is pleasant to the eyes but that is not what makes me feel for her. She is amazing. Very smart, she has vision.
What made me even consider her? A single conversation. We had a simple conversation. We discussed the different styles of Clive Barker, Anne Rice, and Stephen King. It was a very nice conversation but we both reached the conclusion that we don't like Stephen King's style.
I don't know if I like her or just the idea of being able to have a intelligent conversation. I have been looking for someone to talk to intelligently for years. That is why my mom says I'm just a little picky. but that is just the way she raised us. Actuality that what we decided we wanted from observing my parents. I know my mother had to just be settling for some thing with my father. She is so smart. She had such great potential but the bastard got her pregnant. I know I should probably be happy cause I eventually got here but it kills me to know just how much she could have been doing. It's the same way for my father. before he got my mom pregnant he was playing semi-pro football. He could have been famous eventually.
I finish this tomorrow. I can't gather my thoughts properly. tired
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