final countdown.

There's a fine line between being friendly and being a stalker and I'm flirting with it. As always.

When time is of the essence, you have to force as many spontaneous encounters as possible.

                   I do love a good milkshake, but that particular place doesn't serve the best kind, but in my completely biased opinion, it has the best service. Or best server.

When you hate texting with all your soul, wait a minute, he'll text back.

                  I think time slows down when you're waiting for that boy to text back, just as a joke on us. The approximately 2 minutes between when I press send and I receive a mood-altering text are grievously painful moments.

When communication devices are down, facebook is there for you.

                   facebook is a luxury. you can check out peoples pictures, view their friendships (hopefully that's all that's going on there), write on their wall. My grandparents didn't have that luxury back in their day. I wonder how people ever began the dating process without facebook.

When he's sitting behind you and out of view, check the time multiple times.

            It's just conveniant that there's a clock right behind his lovely face. Knowing the time is important, check it out, as many times as it takes for you to remember. Even if you are wearing a watch.