For the first time in half a decade or so, I believe, I am feeling it again.

What is he feeling? Ill? Cold? Sweaty? Is he in love? Has he contracted yet another potentially fatal, sexually-transmitted disease?

For the first time in a long time, I have a crush on a girl. I want to write it down here so that I might remember it for as long as possible. It could be gone tomorrow and I want to remember that for at least a few days, I felt happy.

I'd forgotten how good it feels - the butterflies in the stomach and idiotic grin when seeing pictures of them, the helpless insta-smile as soon as you see them no matter what mood you're in, the fact that you can't get them out of your head.

It is 3 AM, I have to go the toilet, I have been having slight fallouts with friends and had date plans ditched by various girls. I haven't slept properly in about 4 days and it is insufferably hot in here, but because of the fact that I can't stop picturing a certain pretty smiling face, I'm perfectly fine.

So no matter what happens, I'm glad I felt like this again.