The Daily Journal of an Average Teenaged Girl

Entry #61.2: 5-2-14

Extra Extra #9

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{this was written before Entry # 61}

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Blushing Sharpie can be a happy sharpie. It can also be a jealous Sharpie. A shy Sharpie. A nervous Sharpie.

So why is Sharpie blushing today? Hmm, not even she knows.

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In the morning, I said I was listening to music. And it seemed like anytime a song that the Marching Band played this past year, I would blush furiously. Maybe because David is really sexy in the uniform. David is just a sexy man in fancy clothes. And then he's really attractive as himself. Man! What a heart throbber!

But, that can't be why I'm blushing, can it? Perhaps the way I watched the band with awe. The memories with them is awesome. So many friends are in there.

I sigh in defeat.

It's obviously David. He's the only reason I blush.

I wish I could tell you about how we kiss or something, but we don't. I'm just so in love with him. I can't handle how much I love him. If I were in an Anime, I'd be that girl who's always in the chibi form with hearts as eyes.

I hate loving him. And yet, I love loving him. My love-hate relationship has more love than hate.

If I were the Wicked Witch of the west, I would melt at just the sight of him.

I love him. He cares about me. And I love it so much!!

I love you David!!!

To bad he won't ever see this.

Keep Smiling!

~Sharpie