♥ Saturday, October 13, 2007
Day: Saturday
Mood: Infatuated, lovey..........
Weather: Fine
What should I do? I can't stop thinking about you, ever since that day when I saw you...
Is it true that I blushed when you called my name? Did you see it? I hope you didn't...
Is it true that you live soooo near my house? Omg I hope it's so true...
Oh I love your hair, your debonair aura, and most importantly, your goatee...
When you tossed your pen and caught it in mid-air... I was so impressed and I can't stop thinking about you...
I love your super sexy projectile-like voice, and your lovable accent that I can't get enough of....
Oh how I wish you were my English AND Lit AND form teacher...
Mr. E A............................................................................................................
Mr. E A.............................................................................................................
Listened to music @ 11:54 PM
