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20th January, 2002...

Hi again, diary. Honestly, I can scream and freak out if I know how would I shout it in words and writings. Oh... my... gosh! I never knew that Charles' birth date is just four days after mine!

What should I give him as a present, then? I can scream, I can dance and jump around! Goodness' sake! Wait... what did that handsome guy loves like a maniac again?

Soccer? Sports? Football? Gee, I can't think anything but football! That's all I know from him. I mean, soccer and football are... regularly the same. And... they're together a part of sports...

Forget it. So what should I give him, uh? Soccer trainers? Football jersey? I don't even know his favorite number, so I can't pick one for him.

I don't even know what's his favorite football club, so I can't really pick the correct shirt logo and theme for him. Oh my God, I run out of idea.

I can really give him a pair of trainers, but... ah, I bet the original ones would never be cheap. I don't think with a limited budget of mine, they're going to be affordable.

Just kidding, ha. I honestly ran to a girly accessories shop, and I'm quite surprised that they've got the ones for guys, too.

I ran over to this really cute key chain shaped like a soccer ball and its trainers, and it's worth the search - and the cost! I think he's going to love it.

Ah, I see. Something in me is also worried, to be honest. What if this present-giving makes him suspicious and starts to find out that I love him?

Who cares? I'm glad if he knows. I'm really happy today - I mean, I'm just acting normal and still, straight-faced when it's my own birthday, probably because I don't get use to overreacting.

But when it's his birthday, I can smile all the way from school to home! And, oh. Don't need to ask me where do I found the information from, right?

I happened to stumble over this paper inserted in a folder the teacher asked me help to carry. It shows the brief contact data of Charles Redwood.

And, of course... instead of being drowned by his beautiful face, I don't know why; I happened to catch his birthday date. And it's... TOMORROW!

I can't be even more excited than ever! Oh, I'm just too happy to shout today! Even if my mom would be mad at me and nags all day long, I don't think that will bother my crazy mood!

Well, I got to go and take a rest! If I wake up late and oblige to skip the school, the gift isn't going to be given itself! See you tomorrow as usual and as happy as ever, diary!

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