welcome to my soul

So I had my shot at an Irish guy yesterday. His name is Ian. he came to my birthday party, hardly spoke since he was in a bit of a mood. But apparently he liked me. He was cute enough, seemed nice and all that. Except the whole thing went down like a high school scene. Dave noticed that Ian liked me, then told Adrian, who told Mikal, who then told me through a text message sent in the club where we were all getting drinks.
Then of course we were all at the movie yesterday, and I had the uncomfortable knowledge that EVERYONE knew. So I pretty much just talked to Mikal and avoided everyone.
Was it the chicken's way out? Yeah, probably. Maybe if Ian had actually talked to me, and we had flirted and struck up conversations like I did with Cute-Will-from-London, then things would be different. But I don't want to know through 3 other people that a guy likes me when I have hardly spoken to him. It's just awkward.
Plus he lives 3 hours away, and I am leaving in less than 2 months.
So it never could have worked.

Time to go write a paper now, but I think i'll make lunch first.
Love, Ariel

P.S. my birthday has been officially moved to May 24th. I have decided to reorder time. Because, you know, I can do stuff like that.