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There is a guy at my church named Alex. I started liking him in early August after my mom pointed out we looked cute together. We are raising money for camp and I was baby sitting a kid. My crush came upstairs and talked to another boy, which I'm friends with. We bonded and he seemed pretty interested in our convo, but then the following Wednesday, he kept giving me a look and walked away. He did it multiple times and kept walking around where I was.
I keep seeing him follow me everywhere, yet he barely talks to me. I really like him, meaning I get weak in my knees and butterflies in my stomach. I know this is cliche' but, My heart skips a beat when I think about him or see him.
My mom says for him to make the first move, but I'm dying to talk to him, we've made small talk like Hi or something, but never a convo like at the banquet! So should I talk to him or should I let fate take it's course? Help!!
by britishirishcreme on 4/13/2013 8:16:08 PM
by emmasmith on 3/3/2013 9:04:16 PM
by iloveonedirection! on 3/3/2013 7:39:24 PM
by iloveonedirection! on 3/3/2013 7:07:47 PM
I just moved and i had awesome best friends i really love to death and my church family and crush.now it has been a year since then and now my mom is making us move again!I barely have any friends right now and im really upset.All she ever says is"cause im your mother and i can do what i want.it doesnt matter what u want."i need so much help.here i have drama and middle school boys are soo mean.I feel like i have the worst life ever!
by Cristina Moger on 3/2/2013 6:27:41 PM
by ChasingTheSun on 3/2/2013 12:26:19 PM
Well why dont you just sit down with your mom and calmly explain that you didnt appreciate her going into your diary without your permission. try not to start a fight because that will not solve anything, so stay calm and she will understand. maybe if you dont want to do that, you can put your diary in a locked drawr and hide the key somewhere only you can find it. hope this helps you! good luck
by pupa413 on 2/28/2013 10:23:41 AM
I have a big prob. My bday is tuesday and i dnt want to start 17 with all this stuff i. My head. I have a boyfriend who is 20. We're really good friends but now i have to tell my mom. I was really starti g to give up but everytime i even think of breaking up he says sonething that always catches me. And just recently he lost a fam member and i juzt dont know. Wt to do. Can someone plz help me?
by Dilyla16 on 2/28/2013 12:30:34 AM
I just started writing fictitious romance stories and I would be horrified if my mom read some of my secret writings. I hope she respects my privacy. I kind of think your writings, diaries and other things are sort of private just like my conversations with friends and what I look at online but I can see why some parents want to know.
by fashionqn on 2/24/2013 5:32:03 PM
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