My English teacher moved me today to where I could sit next to my crush. I was so happy. It honestly felt like there was like a lamp on my face, though. I was blushing. In front of him.
He is a really great guy, and he is my best friend. You know, those cliché situations. Where your best friend becomes more than just a friend and it basically ruins your whole life. ON THE OTHER HAND: He makes me really happy, and I guess you could say I love him ; as a friend.
I am only twelve years old, after all. I can't necessarily love anybody until I'm old enough.. At least like, 15.
My birthday is in a couple of months and I am UBER excited. Speaking of Uber, my sister just got a job as an Uber driver, but she still works at Zaxby's and she is sick of it. I guess it will have to do. Also, my mom cut her off our data plan, so now she can't use it. HAHAHHAHA.
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The Story of my Life // Logan Boone
Non-FictionThis is the story of my life in a journal format okay thanks ;))
