creepy obsessions etc: basically, i shared the same sidewalk as ethan james

Dear Ethan:
I really hope I'm not coming off as a creepy stalker fangirl with no life. But when you find out about someone whose work you really admire via the internet, and you finally see this person in real life (IRL!) it's kind of a surreal experience.

This is basically what went through my mind when I saw Ethan James walking towards 15th street:
-Hmm here is a tall skinny guy walking towards me....awesome I love androgyny it's the new TREND I appreciated even before Andrej Pejic came along.
-Shoot I don't have my glasses on I can't really see.
-Is that who...wait what? I can't even...
-That was Ethan James.
-Why is he so tan?
-He is soo dark IRL
-He is like an Egyptian god
-He is listening to his iPod should I say something?
-Eye contact
-Shoot he's a few feet past me now.
-Should I yell his name?
-That's weird I'll cause a scene and he won't even hear me because of his music.
-Should I run down the street and tap him on the shoulder and politely tell him I like his work?
-That's weird and this kid who goes to my school is right behind me he will wonder what the hell I am doing.
-Shoot he is miles away now striding down the block with his gazelle legs (forget i ever said that plz).
-I should've said something.
-He is like literally, the one who got away. Should I reconsider my existence?

-I think I should.

-I'm still not over this. I'm dying.

-I don't even know why I'm alive right now.

HELP

cheerz to dat

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