Me: hey whatcha doing? What's she doing out there? She's got money.
Other voice: oooo she does?! But what are you doing?
Mom from the other room: Who are you talking to?
Me: My stuffed animal.
Lmao.
Feeling kinda low/stressed but thinking of the girl I’m getting to know is helping. Thinking there is something blossoming. Ever so slowly but I’m pretty sure she’s interested in me. It’s nice to have someone to think about and look forward to seeing.
From my other blog.
Excerpt from my diary (lol)
“I mean I’m not even sure if she’s single or not but the way she’s acting suggests so. And she’s made no mention of a significant other. I’ll get a straight answer at some point. LOL a ‘straight’ answer. I crack myself up!”
Buggy Guinea Pig eyes have been staring at me since I woke up. “Mommmmyyyy pwease get outta bed. I wants my treat and some hay pwease!”


