Pursue.

Well, I have a date Saturday night. The only thing is, I haven't found a girl to go with me. My sister got me a ticket for a play she's doing makeup for, even though I didn't ask her to. It was really nice of her, right? Right. Well, too bad I wanted to go see a movie that night. I'm just not mean enough to tell her I can't go now that she's gotten me a ticket. So, I reserved another one.

Now, I have two tickets to see a play Saturday night, but no one to fill the space of the empty seat that will be beside me. The thing is, I'm a big guy. I've got a good bit of weight. But I've also got a big heart. Once a female notices that, it's on. But until they notice that, I'm just another big guy. Some girls like that I guess?

Makes for good cuddling, so I've been told.

Oh well.

Monday I watched as a girl I'm good friends with/kind of crushing on walked around campus with two smokers. Not that I have anything against smokers, it's just...I'm jealous, I suppose. She should be walking with me. Actually, considering I have this lack of courage to ask her out, she shouldn't be with me. That's the thing about these tough guys. They're so confident. I get nervous every time I think about going out with a beautiful girl. It's always awkward until the first kiss, you know?

It's like...I realize that I was extremely blessed to be going out with this girl, and that weighs down on me, because I got lucky. And that's all it seems to be, is me getting lucky. But then you kiss that girl and everything opens up perfectly. I just have to get to that first kiss.

I once waited two whole months to kiss a girl. It was well worth the wait, but up until that kiss, everything was awkward. She made me chase so hard after her, and afterwards, I realized that I really liked that chase. It made everything so much better.

Get me to chase you?