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Entry Number Four

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28 December, 1:25 P.M

So I'm not one to use acronyms often but...

OMGOMGOMGOMG

I hope you didn't read that as me yelling. Because I'm not. It just looks better in all caps. Grammar.

But that's not the point.

We're getting off topic.

Wait... was there ever a topic?

Who cares.

Not the point.

Yet again.

Okay, allow me to stop getting sidetracked because there's something important that I feel the need to rant about.

Okay so;

We got assigned a project today for art class, the best subject, and we also just so happened to get assinged partners. Because teachers these days feel the need to torture their students by potentially pairing us up with someone we don't like, or someone we don't know, right?

Wrong.

Apparently teachers also like awarding us with the scrutinising torture of being paired up with your secret crush.

And so now I'm stuck between being totally embarrassed, angry, and for some reason kind of giddy. Because that's normal. Right?

Yes.

And I'm also stuck in the bathroom deciding the quickest way to kill myself before I actually die of embarrassment in front of the most beautiful being to walk the earth. And if you couldn't tell by now, I of course mean Min Yoongi.

Maybe putting his surname there wasn't exactly necessary but it sounds a whole lot hotter with his full name.

Oh my gosh, kill me. For real.

I will actually die when someone finds this and reads it, and then eventually figures out it's me. Especially if the person who finds it ends up being Yoongi himself.

I should start a blog about him.

I would have so much to write about, gosh.

I could go off right here, right now.

But I'll spare whoever finds this because it's the least I could do. So to whoever may read this in the future, you're welcome.

Okay I should get back to class... it's been at least seven minutes. If not more. Granted, nobody's probably noticed my long absence, but I should still get back. Okay, bye.

P.S.
I don't have time for lyrics or a poem today, forgive me.

Okay bye... Again.

28 December, 1:34 P.M

♡*:.。.

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