Today I was at a sustainability expo. F from school was there. He was introducing me and my two friends and he said, "S, K, and- and the pretty one." That made me feel so damn good about myself, you cannot believe. Yes, it was just in fun, because I'm pretty sure he has a girlfriend, I'm about 5 years younger than him, I'm not interested in him like that, and he's in the drama group so I know he can act.
Anyway, later on F forgot my name again, so he called me pretty again. K jumped on him for objectifying women, and he said, "Well, do you want me to call her ugly? Or would you prefer, 'she's OK?'"
K was still a bit iffy, so F continued. I was smiling by this time. "Or how about, 'your smile's pretty but your body's a bit meh?'"
Gaah, F's funny and kind of intimidating. I want to be friends with him but I don't - no. I'm just scared of him pushing me away. I should stop being so cowardly.
I won't see him tomorrow, most likely. Hmm. Do I want to? Stupid me. Of course I do!
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