My Life In A Nutshell

16/5/16

(See, you can see how I write the date now! Yay!)

Anyway, I'm actually writing in this book! 

It's a miracle!

I'm normal, I swear. 

My friend said "whatever helps you sleep at night," when I told him that. 

Yep.

My life. 

Oh, wait, my life. Oh yeah right, I'm supposed to be talking about my life. 

Sorry, I'm extremely random and weird today. 

Well, I'm always random and weird, but that isn't the point. 

So, you know how last update on this book was... well... you know. 

Yeah, well, life is better now!

I ship them because honestly they are goals. Even though they aren't dating yet. Even though they know they like each other. Like really. They have made it known to each other. Like they have told each other. I witnessed it. 

But whatever, that's not the point of the update. This is the point of the update...

So last update I talked about my friend, that was a boy that was my ex-crush's (he's my friend) friend. That friend was in a play with me. That's just some background information. 

Ok, so some of my friends that are in play (that are in my grade) are in choir with me. My friend is also in choir. So, we were waiting for our choir concert to start, but we were in the choir room talking. Just to clarify, we were basically waiting for everyone to get there. While we were talking, they told me information. 

The information, in the simplest way to put it: My friend had a crush on me. 

They explained about on how they knew (he told a person in play, that person told one of them, and you probably get the point by now). They also talked about a picture (it was actually a drawing apparently). When I didn't understand what they were talking about they were surprised. Why? Well, apparently my friend had told them that he showed me it. He didn't. 

What was the picture/drawing? Well, it was a drawing of him, and his future family. (I'm sure you understand by now). Apparently I was just casually in the corner. I thought it could mean something else, but of course no. My friends were determined that it meant he liked me. 

They were also surprised that I didn't already know that he liked me. In their words, "How could you not have known? It's obvious."

Ok, so, I'm sort of good at figuring out who likes who. But when it comes to boys that like me... well, I might as well be deaf and blind, because I have no idea.  

Oh and another thing. They ship us. There are 4 of them. 4 people who ship us. That's great. 

And I'm counting now. There have been (counting today) 3 people who have asked us if we're dating, or something like that. 

Do we look like we are?! Seriously, if you know me irl, watch. If it looks extremely like that, let me know. 

Oh, wait. I forgot to mention one little thing. It's just a minor detail.

I sort of like him too. 

Um, yeah. That's sort of important. Oops. 

It makes it worse when people ask if we're dating, or in the case of today, which made me really angry. 

Ok, so I don't care that much when people ask if we're dating. It's only happened 3 times now, and I'm already used to it, but this made me angry. Ok, here's the story. 

We had to talk to a partner to make a list. I was his partner. We were working. Then, a guy in the class (who tries his hardest to be a random weird jerk), came up to us. He was pretending like I didn't exist. Then, he asked my friend if I was his girlfriend. 

Like, really?!?

First off, wouldn't that be something you ask me?!?

Second, are you serious? Just because I'm his partner doesn't mean we're dating. Girls and boys can be friends, dude! Welcome to the real world. 

So, yep. My life. Sorry, started going on a rant there. My bad. 

Well, my job's done. I gave you guys an update. 

And before you guys start hoping, the chance of us dating are very slim. 

Like if we date, I'd be more of the boy than he is. I'm stronger than him. So, he probably wouldn't ask me out. And even if he does, my parents have met him like once. So, the chances of my parents, especially my dad, saying that we can date, is like 1 to 1,000. Probably even more slim than that. 

I'm not getting my hopes up, so don't get yours up either. 

~Autumn