(Girl's)
Dear Diary,
Earlier, I watched my crush playing basketball during our PE subject. I did my best to stop the scream that was trying to escape from my mouth. I remained snappy and just clapping slowly everytime his team gained points. God knows how I wanted to cheer him up and shout his jersey number like what other girls usually do, but heck I'm not gonna do that, because it's not so me, or atleast that's what they were thinking about me. So to prevent myself from danger, I went outside the court and just got inside the library to study.
Academics is where I only excel, so I'm sticking to it because no matter what I do, he won't notice a a grade-conscious, snob, and reserved girl like me.
(Boy's)
Dear Diary,
My crush were present earlier during my basketball play in PE. I did my best in playing because I knew she's watching. I thought she was into our team, because she only clapped whenever our team could shoot and gained points. Sometimes I got distracted by the tickling feeling I had in my stomach every time I caught her glancing at me. God knows how much I wanted to wink at her and dedicate the shoot that I would do, but I stop myself because she's not gonna like that, she hates attention plus her moves seemed calculated, really an ideal model of our school, so to prevent myself from danger, I forced myself not to look at her anymore. In the 2nd quarter of the game, she left the court. My mood instantly switched, but I still had to play good.
Basketball is where I only excel, so I'm sticking to it because no matter what I do, she won't notice an outrageous, athlete, and care-free boy like me.
