Obsession

So, I have to go to the doctor today for a 'check up and/or physical'. Uh-oh. I haven't been feeling good lately, and I'm hoping this will clear things up between me and my body. It's a new doctor, too, which makes things a little bit more tense.

I did it. I checked my e-mail like I told myself NOT TO. But oh well. He didn't e-mail. YET. But I can't help thinking about him. He asked to escort me TWICE, and there were times that it seemed he was arranging things to make it so he could come and be near me (not that I didn't mind). AND he asked ME to dance. It's kind of weird. And we sort of-kind of-maybe had a lot in common. He likes to sing and play violin. I like to sing and play violin (neither of which I claim to be a genius)! So why hasn't he e-mailed me.

He's probably going to e-mail me while I'm at camp. I just need to keep my mind distracted from him, and onto another missionary. He's CUTE!!!! But for some reason, my mind tells me, "YOU CAN'T LIKE HIM! HE'S A MISSIONARY FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!" But I can't help it! (or can I?)

I'm just too obsessive.