New beginnings are simply the best. Everything’s all nice and shiny. I love the excitement! As good as a clean slate sounds, what is it but the calm before the storm.
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March 10th, 2016 – I can’t even sleep.
I should let it go, I know. But I can’t. I at least want to know who. I haven’t the faintest clue.
I was in economics the other day and this guy – let’s call him Alex! So I caught Alex grinning at me each and every time we made eye contact. I am not making this up. Believe me. I tried to shake it off thinking I was being paranoid but after a while it was clear that I wasn’t imagining it. So there I was letting the fact that Alex liked me, sink in. It didn’t sink in very far after I watched him fall off of his chair. The bloody guy was stoned.
In lunch, the cute Japanese exchange student let me have his chocolate pudding. It was the last one they had. It has to be him, right? I wouldn’t give my pudding up for ANYONE.
And Today, (this part creeped me out the most) I was supposed to have a pop quiz on all things Shakespeare. I finished my test and handed it over to my teacher and you should note that I had on a stupidly confident expression on my face while doing so. He got it from me and flipped it over. Why’d he do that? Oh yeah. He did it because the question paper was printed on the backside too. How wonderful. My expression then changed to a somewhat suicidal one. And then, he did the craziest thing. After being genuinely amused by my bewilderment, he took out his pen and filled out the answers for me. And then, he winked at me and placed my answer sheet on the stack he had collected from the rest of the class.
Oh my god. This CANNOT be happening. *gulp*
503 – Responses
Danderlion : Aww! Isn’t that cute? Your teacher sounds adorbs!!
reply to Danderlion by gamer8055 : That is extremely inappropriate, FYI.
mamaontheroad : Where do you find these guys? Seriously?
March 13th, 2016 – Blast from the Past.
Jake texted me asking how I was doing. It’s just a text, but I can’t believe it’s affecting me this much. I hate it. There’s this sickening feeling like a hole is forming in my stomach and it’s sucking all the air out. Why can’t I be one of those people who reminisce their lost loves and write poetry about them? Why did I have to be so messed up? I’ll never know.
Oh and I forgot to mention, I replied saying,
What in God’s name is “Woahsome”? I disgust myself.
To top it off, when I was kicking myself about this, I accidentally knocked over a trash can and this girl saw me fall on my ass. Why did it have to be her? Let’s call her Evilla. Frankly, that’s what everyone should call her. She’s been on my case since the day I got here. As soon as my ass hit the floor she let out this high pitched shriek of a laugh and her dumb girl gang joined in. I deserved it.
March 20th, 2016 – I don’t understand
I should write that on a T-shirt and wear it everywhere. Because, I really DON’T understand. Do you remember my teacher from the test? Of course you do. I had to submit my paper which was a follow up to the test in the office. As soon as I walked in to his cabin, his face lit up like it always does. He’s a good looking man. You know? That kind with sharp chiseled features that could literally cut you. Not that I care or anything. Two other staff were there talking to him. I left my paper on his desk and as I was about to leave, he decided to introduce me to his colleagues. He was like, “This is Melissa. She’s my number one fan girl this semester!” And as I stared in absolute horror, the other two men were snickering and nudging him saying, “Look at you go, heart breaker!”
Wait, WHAT? He thinks I like him? Sure. SURE. Well that explains the answers he forged on my test. A little charity for your fan, huh?
I just stormed out of there without a word. I hope he got the message that I am most definitely not his fan.
15 – Responses
KateKlossi : You sure you’re not into him?
reply to KateKlossi : YES. I’M SURE.
March 25th, 2016 – It happened again!
Anyone could have seen that yellow envelope sticking out of my locker from miles away. I rushed over to it all the way from across the corridor, not realising that I was attracting too much attention.
I pulled it out with way too much excitement. It’s a miracle I didn’t rip it to pieces.
How much longer do I have to wait? You still owe me a heart.
Somehow this secret admirer person is becoming the only person I like lately. I mean, my friends are cool. There’s Andrew and Jessica from English Lit. But, this person sort of gives me hope that there’s still some mystery left in life. I like that. As always my happiness is tremendously short-lived.
Evilla walked right through me knocking over the letter. Oh she’s blind now? Good for her. It was obvious she orchestrated the whole damn ‘accident’. She picked up the envelope as if she was helping me out and she totally peeked at it. I could tell she read it from the way her buggy eyes popped. “Someone left that, for you?”, she just squealed almost as if it was too unrealistic. Yes. Why would anyone leave anything for little boring Mel when they could be leaving it for super smart Evilla. Well screw you, Evilla! You didn’t get a note. I did. Suck on that.
30 – Responses
KateKlossi : It’s definitely your teacher. Mind games are so hot! I miss being a teenager.
Ronnie230 : Forbidden love does have that fire to it. Be careful, girl. don’t get too burned. 😉
gamer8055 : WHY DOESN’T ANYONE SEE THAT THIS IS INAPPROPRIATE?
To be continued…