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writes:First off, I'm twenty and in my last semester at community college. The guy in question is also twenty and also in his last semester at the same community college. And by sheer coincidence, we're planning on attending the same university to finish our intended degrees. I'm going for a Master's in Political Science and he's going for his PhD in Neurosurgery (a HIGHLY competitive field seeing as there are only 3,000 neurosurgeons in the entire U.S.).But here's where the "fun" begins...Ever since I moved to this area eight and a half years ago, I've been great friends with this guy and we've gotten along pretty well. Even our families basically love each other! To be honest, he's the one I have to thank for my pretty decent GPA throughout middle school and high school. If it weren't for him and his willingness to stay up late with me and study, I would've probably failed every math test I ever took lol. And even though we led pretty different social lives for living so close to each other (two houses away), he never failed to be my personal shoulder to cry on when things got bad with either my family, past boyfriends, or friends that betrayed me. I've always felt good and confident knowing he would be there for me when I needed him.Now, I know it probably reads like I use him, but I swear, I do not! We have hung out many times throughout school and my friends have even taken a liking to him. And the same with his friends and me. The other day, however, he told me something that made me feel outrageously good because I thought I was going insane: he told me he's liked me for a long time and the feelings have only gotten stronger. Although I'm not really sure what to say to that.Now, he's always been on the chubby, acne-prone, and extremely nerdy side (his high school record would blow your mind!) but he's been working out a lot lately and it's really starting to show. Needless to say, I've been staring at him a few seconds longer than completely necessary and a few times, he's caught me staring at him and his amazingly blue eyes and he merely cocks an eyebrow and smiles; in turn, making me forget what I was going to say and then I blush! I've never done that around him before! But he makes me feel so comfortable and relaxed and wonderful around him and I know I'm supposed to be some semi-smart chick, but I really don't know what to make of this. I mean, of course I've always cared about him and had a certain amount of "love" for him, but now, I don't know. Things have changed. Things have definitely changed.Am I being shallow for liking him now that he's losing the baby-fat and gaining all this muscle? Am I being shallow for liking his newly cleared-up skin? Am I just being completely ridiculous about this whole thing!? In other words, what should I do?
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reader, ams +, writes (4 January 2009):
 I dont think you are being shallow at all.
Its normal to start liking someone who is obviously attractive. Sure you've known him forever so you know side of him, and you must like it. Now that he is blossoming in another aspect, you see his sexual side too. He's the perfect package now!!
Besides, a species is wired to be attracted to whoever/whatever looks healthy. Its part of survival of the fittest and "mating" with the healthiest one you can find to make the healthiest "offspring" with the best chances of survival.
lol I know that sounds weird. What Im trying to say is, its normal to find him attractive now, because he is Now.
=D So go get 'em!
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reader, Griffo  +, writes (4 January 2009):
 No, your just becoming more physically attracted to him. Personality is half the battle it seems as though you are both clearly compatable in personality. Now the physical side is growing on you and that's normal.
Did he ever like you or tell you in the past that he did but you only wanted to be friends? I'd love to know.
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