Crushes are fun!

Crushes are fun! As long as they stay that way; crushes.

They're unimportant and insignificant (although I may change my mind on this) In fact, I probably just did. 

I am crushing on about two dozen people at the moment. It's so very light and fluffy. Funny that I can crush on one person and be completely head over heels in love with another? Not really, because crushing just means that I feel a connection to someone, that I want to get to know them better, or that...outwardly, they're totally friggin' cute! I mean, there is one man whose name I am obviously not going to disclose - who has the most loveliest smile. When he smiles at me I feel like I'm floating. I love those kind of smiles. Let' say...imagine right, this man asks me out. Would I say yes? I'm quite sure that I would in a flurried heat of the moment 'your smile makes me floaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat' type thing....but then...?

I don't know how to date! Not properly. Tell me, how is it done? No - waaaait...please don't. Because I abhor those 'how to date' self help manuals. They fill your head with garbage and lower your self esteem and HEY...I THINK MY SELF ESTEEM IS LOW ENOUGH THANKS. I already feel inadequate as it is. Do I really want to spend my (imaginary) date trying to remember 'important lessons' from my dating manual and in the process...making a complete and utter fool of myself! You know, repeating stupid catch phrases, stumbling and stuttering, talking way too much to make up for my lack of confidence, and laughing foolish until my date is staring at me across our dinner of roasted eggplants and pumpkins seeds (??), with a puzzled expression on his face...wishing fervently that he had picked up that blonde hottie he had eyed at the bus station. You see, I just don't need it. 

Back to this man though. He is awfully cute. I'm glad that I can float up to space with his smile and he need never know it. 

Love? I totally feel right now that:

LOVE IS FOR SUCKERS.*

* Immature? Totally.