All Your Dreams Are Dead.
OH shit, that guy looked like Dwight.
When I was on the bus, I remembered a dream from this morning. I finally gave in and pulled his face toward me, but he pulled back and that's when I realized his face was covered in some kind of weird face cream. So we waited until it dried.
Therefore, ridiculous secret smile in public transportation [that didn't include farting].
When crushes last this long, it makes me hopeful that I could be married for the rest of my life and still be in love.
I WILL: build a kickass fort, play hide-and-go-seek in the Union/Fieldhouse, climb a large tree, cut up my knees some more, do something dramatic to my appearance, continue singing while I walk alone.
And for the grown-up things: finish packing, interview another person or two, write 1500 news story, study for my one final, pick out an outfit for my interview tomorrow, go to work without being on the schedule so I can get stuff ready for tomorrow, keep myself from doing something dramatic to my appearance.
When I was on the bus, I remembered a dream from this morning. I finally gave in and pulled his face toward me, but he pulled back and that's when I realized his face was covered in some kind of weird face cream. So we waited until it dried.
Therefore, ridiculous secret smile in public transportation [that didn't include farting].
When crushes last this long, it makes me hopeful that I could be married for the rest of my life and still be in love.
I WILL: build a kickass fort, play hide-and-go-seek in the Union/Fieldhouse, climb a large tree, cut up my knees some more, do something dramatic to my appearance, continue singing while I walk alone.
And for the grown-up things: finish packing, interview another person or two, write 1500 news story, study for my one final, pick out an outfit for my interview tomorrow, go to work without being on the schedule so I can get stuff ready for tomorrow, keep myself from doing something dramatic to my appearance.