Continuing on with my dating/boy crazy/Valentine’s theme…
I gave him the best flirty eyes I could manage but I don’t think I could cover up the fact that my face was turning beet red. I asked him the basic questions: “What’s your name?” “Where are you from?” “What are you studying?”
But I already knew all the answers.
I facebook-stalked him before I had even met him. How creepy am I?
But really, how can you blame me? So much information about the gorgeous blonde boy was just one click away!
Hopefully I’ll never have to admit any of this to him…
The cherries make everything look better
By my favorite little window with my good ole’ reflecting board