Dear You,
So, there's a new man in my life. Trouble is:
a) He doesn't know it yet
b) He isn't fully aware of my existence
c) He perhaps doesn't play for the team I'd like him to
Also, and I'm just generalising here, he looks like the kind of person who could be a prick. He has a bit of a smirking face, and wears open shirts (with something underneath- gutted) like he's totally confident with how he looks. Completely the opposite of me- I know how to use buttons.
He's not the only one. However, most of the people I find attractive are fictional. Ron Weasley, Peeta Mellark, Bellatrix Lestrange; they're just so great. Also, have you ever seen United States of Tara? Maybe both the dad and the son in that. And perhaps even the mum and daughter as well. Also, you should watch that programme; it's great times.
Also, I realised I forgot to mention my other weird favourite thing in my earlier post- twisting my ankle. As you have probably assimilated, I'm not the most athletic of people, so my feet are about as sturdy as Achilles', so it's not unexpected whenever my ankle goes a bit funny. And that's exactly how I find it; hilarious. I fall on the floor, and not because of pain- it's because I physically can't stand with all the merriment induced by such a minor injury. Go ahead and judge me.
Yours anklely,
M.
P.S. A week from now, I will have finished AS Drama, so naturally I shall cry, completely forgetting the fact that we go back in the summer term. I'm a strange individual.
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