i promised the boy that i would never fall for him. it was the first promise i ever made to him. we met, and he asked me, will you promise to never ever fall for me? and i agreed. i told him, how could i fall foryou, silly goose. we barely know each other. and he said, sometimes it happens. but if you fall, i will probably stoptalking to you. fine, i said. fat chance of that happening. so i broke a promise. and told him that by telling him who it was, i would be breaking a promise. he told me, break a promise for me. i would not tell him, and he said, "then i will have to be cocky and just assume that the boy is me. and naturally, i will have to brag about it." i told him, yes. you should in fact do that. because at least that will make you stop pestering me about it. he laughed.  i told him i was changing. changing for the boy. he told me it was ill advised to change for someone. change for yourself, he said. change. change change change. sometimes i wonder if i were different, he would fall. this is a silly rant. i will be over you in time.