So today was fun. I went to a little coir thing and it was nice, yet I had to wear the polo that we have to have. It's very uncomfortable just because small shirts that outline my fat make me very very sad, nonetheless I bore through it, and I enjoyed it.
So there's this guy in the coir that is sooooo cute. I really like him, (if your my friend reading this it's not the Ukulele Boy™), and he's super funny and yeah.
We held hands. We where walking around campus bc we had to go to another building, and me and my other friend I grabbed her hand fucking friendship bitch, and so Grey, the guy, grabs my hand, like, YEEEES!
His hands are very nice and smol and just nice to hold. I know that's weird to say and a little creepy, but it was nice. And I loved it and I want to tell him that I like him and shit, but I'm petrified. (He's pan it's cool.)
Idk what to do so if you could give advice in the comments that'd be appreciated. Thanks for reading.
Thank you,
Emerald.
YOU ARE READING
so this is life.
De Todoyour about to read entries about happy, sad, and crazy shit going on or that went on in my life. i'm sorry if something may not suit your fancy, but you chose to read these entries. thank you- emerald
