Life Stories~MY CRUSH
Okay, so my crushes name is ************. (he who must not be named) Lets call him "bleep" This is how it all started: So he was in my class for the whole year and it wasn't until mid-December that I started noticing him (since he's pretty quite). So I was sitting in the front of the classroom on the computer doing some school research until I looked over at the teacher, who happened to be helping my crush. (At the time I didn't even like him) I quickly glanced over at the teacher until I saw him and I had to do a double take because at that moment, I realized that he looked like my celebrity crush-Tyler Posey! Aaahh! In my head: *Is that Tyler Posey? I can't beleive I just did a double take...did he notice me...did anyone notice me??....How come I've never noticed this kid before??...WOW HE'S HOT!!* And then I casually did the rest of me work.
Thats how I first met him. Well...."met him". A weird fact about me is that when I like a boy, I will stare him down! I mean very creeply. To the point where he will feel my stare and look at me and then I'll have to try to look away asap and then my heart'll start racing. I mean I can't help it. Don't you want to stare at a guy who is hot and IN THE SAME ROOM AS YOU. I mean come on girls, its like you're staring at a greek god or something. I can't bow down to him so I must stare and admire him as much as I can because once that bell rings honey, you can only dream about your Greek God until tomorrow. I literally walked into class with my eyes super glued to his until I sat down. It wasn't until I sat down that I realized what a creep I was. "STUPID STUPID STUPID". I thought.
I Hate my parents~Part1
Life stories~New years singing (embarrassing moment)
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Life Stories~ I can't flirt
I like to think that I'm charming near guys, but in reality, I'm really not. I choke up, and get nervous when talking to guys I like. (Which I rarely do) The "quote": "I'm way cooler on the Internet" Is truly accurate for my life. But add: "and at home" for me. Here's a little embarrassing story for ya'll to enjoy:
NOW HERE IS THE GOOD PART: