Derek: Meredith.
Meredith: Leave me alone.
Derek: Meredith.
(Meredith and Derek in a hospital room)
Meredith: Just leave me alone.
Derek: I just want to make sure you're alright.
Meredith: No! I'm not alright? Okay? Are you satisfied? I'm not alright. Because you have a wife, and you call me a whore, and our dog died, and now you're looking at me again. Stop looking at me.
Derek: I am not looking at you. I am not looking at you.
Meredith: You are looking at me. And you watch me. And Finn has plans. And I like Finn. He's perfect for me, and I'm really trying here to be happy, and I feel like I can't breathe. I can't breathe with you looking at me like that so just stop!
Derek: You think I want to look at you? That I wouldn't rather be looking at my wife? I'm married. I have responsibilities. She, she doesn't drive me crazy. She doesn't make it impossible for me to feel normal. She doesn't make me sick to my stomach thinking about my veterinarian touching her with his hands. Man, I would give anything to not be looking at you.

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basically that's what im feeling as of the moment. i. am. so. darn. confused. eek. sigh. there is this conscious, actually VERY MUCH conscious part of me that has been struggling to bottle up all the emotions of attraction i have felt. . . but fate really has a way of spoiling everything, eh? ..sheesh.
meanwhile, i will simply try to.. i dunno, be busy?.. problem is there's nothing much to be busy about yet. the professors have been too kind. haha. haaay. anyhow. on with the show. time to put on the happy, contented and "not bothered" mask. until then.