Sooo... He might have a new girlfriend or he might not... And he didn't come to the party, so now I am drunk, sad and depressed (yeah yeah I am repeating myself). But then... I was talking to this italian girl, Giulia, who lives on the same floor as him, and she told me she would make pasta tomorrow night and invite me AND him... I don't know why I am still hoping for something to happen, it's really not worth the hassle but... I can't help it. I like him. And you know what? I need a nice, long session of crying right now, to get all this stuff out of my system again... I know I am stupid, I know it's not worth it, but still, I am a girl (a stupid girl maybe) and I can't help it because I just like him so much...
You don't know what you mean to me... No matter what I do, all I think about is you...
Crappy line from a really crappy and stupid song, but well, I like it. :)