There’s a girl I like a lot (that’s not really a secret), but whenever I’m around her, I’m completely off. It’s weird. Whenever I’m around people I don’t really care about (God, how mean does that make me sound?), I’m alright – those people find me at least mildly entertaining. But with her, I’m a freak. It’s strange; truly, disconcertingly strange.

Anyway, I’m bringing this up today because I have a friend who is in the same situation I’m in. I met the girl he likes on Friday/Saturday and I became friends with her; I later learned that he’s been into her since high school. Now that’s cool.

Most guys our age are just looking to bone and go home, but spending time with my friend, it’s pretty obvious those aren’t his intentions – he genuinely cares about her. That’s something admirable – inimitable.

I’m sad for him though because he goes through the same bouts of aphasia around her that I go through with the girl I like. But it’s cool; now that I’m friends with the girl he likes, I’m going to do everything in my power to subtly get them together.

I know that sounds meddlesome (and holds the possibility of backfiring), but I’m not stupid; I know how to manipulate and mold the situation to help his cause. The girl’s pretty nice and I know a few guys who like her, but I’m only going to help my friend – his intentions are the purest. Haha, I’m going to be like Will Smith from Hitch.

It’s kind of sad that I can only be witty and charming around girls for whom I don’t feel anything. But if it helps my friend, I guess that’s a plus.