So right before I left for winter break, during finals, I told her that I liked her. I didn't expect a response, and I told her that too, but I just wanted to put it out there. I think my words were, "I think you're really cute and I like you." Eloquent, I know. But her only response was basically "ok." So I have no earthly idea how she feels. But my problem is that I really really like her. And I can't tell if she likes me. We've already hung out three times this semester, and this is the third day we've been back. Tonight we chatted for an hour and then watched at TV show while snuggling (by snuggling I mean that we sat (closely) next to each other on my bed and she rested her head on my shoulder). The only reason I had to kick her out was because it was 1 am and I needed to sleep (which obviously I'm not doing, since I'm blogging about her). Oh, we also had breakfast this morning together. I don't know, I guess I just don't know what to do. I don't want to push it or say anything, but I can freaking stop looking at her boobs! Ugg!! Stupid low-cut shirts... not that I mind or anything ;) I like boobs.
I just wish I knew what was going on in her head too.
On a different note, it's really strange being back on campus. One of the reasons I was really glad to be studying abroad was because I didn't want to see people on campus for a long time. So it's a bit difficult to be around these bitches who hate me because I reported my rape. I also keep crying randomly. Just now, before I started writing this, I was looking at only emails to make sure that my crush didn't read this blog (I can never remember who I've given the link to), and I came across the email in which I told her that I was raped. This is what it said:
She had asked if I was alright and if there was anything she could do, because I had said I was dealing with some shit. I said, "I