I like a boy and therefore can't write. I've been spending a lot of time with him saying things like, "We rock. High five!" and "OMG" which, by the way, is dangerous.

OMG starts out as a joke. Since I feel like I'm in high school what with the staying at my parents' house, borrowing my mom's car to go on dates, and stealing her cell phone since I dropped mine and it broke in half, it seems appropriate to make say OMG. Ha ha.

Until suddenly you're not kidding and you said it 35 times yesterday AND MEANT IT.

Will someone please remind me of the dark side so that maybe a) I'll pull myself together and b) I won't end up writing about magical rainbows and unicorns and boys?

Because how annoying will that be?


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