Say no more.
Boy: handsome.
Boy: Taken.
Boy: Good cook.
Boy: someone else's boyfriend.
Hmm...almost like a poem. Maybe that's just meant to be. I don't know. I am confused and sad, but think I will survive. It's not the end of the world. He is not married. O.K. Now brain is full of ideas.
Cooked meat for all the people to eat. Handed him beer. He came over and sat beside me in door. >_< Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh......What is he doing? I thought he is taken. I though he has a girlfriend. Aaaaahhhhhhh....stop doing that, please.
I will stop feeling mad and go back to work, if I can stop staring at his handsome head over the cubicle.
Seriously, I should get my head checked before I do anything stupid.
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