Number 7 Again

Hello blog fans. Sorry for not updating. Nothing significant enough has happened to write on this blog.

Every day I see Number 7, I always bump into him. He probably doesn't even know I exist. He might know. I highly doubt it. If I kept a daily stalker journal of him, it would probably go like this: Day One: bumped into him Day Two: bumped into him Day Three: full on collided into him Day Four: crashed into him while turning the corner Day Five: said something stupid and turned red Day Six... So you get the idea. I really really like him. He's so easy to stalk. He always looks slightly ticked off, but today I saw him, and he was listening to music. He looked so vulnerable. I was caught off-guard. He looked so different. But still good-looking, you know?

I don't think I've ever been this obsessive about a boy.

Wait, just kidding, last year I memorized this guy's schedule.

ANYWAY, I'm putting my old blog back up so you can look back on it for reference, if you need to. Here's the link: maranathajj.blogspot.com