Everyone has their own way of dealing with the resulting situation when suddenly in sight of, confronted by, or asked of their attention to a girl they like. It is natural for one to start stuttering or staring after they see someone they really like or have a crush on or they are confronted by them, or they come up to them for some reason. It's just what happens.
But I'm different. I fall.
Oh yes. This has happened to me many times. Once, a girl I liked suddenly called my name as I walked by. Down I went. When I was angry once, I was sitting by myself when another girl I liked came by and asked what was wrong. I pretended to go nuts just to be nice, then walked off to trip over the straps of my camera bag. The girl watched with concern as I stumbled away.
It is not just girls. When I first told a friend of mine this, he suggested I was 'falling for them.' Nice pun, but, I liked the figurative sense of the saying rather than the physical sense of it.
Later, I fell when I saw a friend of mine.
I don't love my friends. I like them - but I don't, say, fall for them. The previous friend I'd told started wondering when I'd fall for him, as it now suggested that it would be a mark of our true friendship that I did.
And I did. Three days later.
One time, I saw a girl I really liked (this girl I would like the most out of all of them) and I had a newspaper page to give her. I'd published photos and a story in the paper of her annual fundraiser event and I wanted to give her a copy. Walking down the hall with my friend Fred, helmut on my head as we were going to go biking at lunch, I saw her at the last minute, walking away.
Really, it was a good omen that I was going biking that lunch. That helmut really helped. Maybe I could think straight now and realize that a helmut would be a great accessory for my wanderings in the area of where girls are concerned.
I gave the paper and photos to her later that day, helmutless.
Now, if any of this has taught me anything, I wouldn't count on it. After all, it's the same as banging your head against the wall - futile - and I'm not going to walk around with my helmut on my head all the time. I'm not a menace - when I'm not in sight of any girls I like.
For now, all I can say is that they made those floors at school way too smooth! I can't believe it! So clean and smooth and flat! And the whole effect is exacerbated when you're walking down the ramps! No friction lines on the floor at all! I should know, that's where I fell to the unending favour of that friend of mine! Anyway, that's my defence. I even have evidence. There's a photo on Flickr in black and white of the hallway at school taken from the floor. So darn flat indeed.
Now, I must return to my shopping list: New bike helmut...check. Super soccer cleats with the rubber soles...check....