It was a blustery day. I must have brushed my hair out of my sticky lipgloss more than a dozen times on my way to class tonight. I would've put my hair in a ponytail, but it's Wednesday. Wednesday means I have to look cute for my Wednesday crush. You know... the kid who somehow evades my thoughts every day of the week -- except Wednesday. I woke up this morning and suddenly remembered just how cute he is.
Have I had a real conversation with this kid? Nope.
Did I make a big deal out of the one time he said hello? You better believe it.
Do I dress up in hopes of another friendly greeting? Duh.
Do I really believe my shallow efforts will get me anywhere? Not a bit.
Is this deranged? Haha.
You decide.
1 comment:
Ummmm. I wrote a great comment here yesterday. But it's not here. NOT okay.
Just be advised that you are not deranged. You are just waiting for him to catch on to how FABULOUS you are.
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