This was something that happened a veeeeeeerryyy long time ago, so DON’T JUDGE ME. I DON’T HAVE A TEN YEAR OLD’S MIND ANYMORE. *ahem* Now that we’re through with that…
So back when I was about 9 or 10, my sister and I were at church one Sunday. We were moving, so that was the last day that’d we’d be there. That day (of all the WORST possible days) I realized how darn cute this one guy was.
Okay, PAUSE. 1) AFTER TWO YEARS, I FIGURED THIS OUT. DO YOU REALIZE HOW INCREDIBLY RIDICULOUS THAT IS????????? 2)………this is just such a sad story…lemme finish *UNPAUSE*
So, right before we left, I called his name, and then he looked over like ‘Mhm?’ THEN (Of ALL THE MOST RIDICULOUS THINGS TO DO), I did that little finger wave thing, and blinked my eyes really fast, and was all ‘Bye ;)’
*PAUSE* …..I really am ashamed I even thought to do this >_____> *UNPAUSE*
But it was just my luck…my dad was RIGHT behind me when I did it…and I was still blinking my eyes when I turned around…so I’m pretty sure he figured it out. So when we all got in the car, he was all ‘Lynn, you won’t believe it…I don’t believe it.’
*PAUSE* This looks bad…but just watch *UNPAUSE*
So then, I used what little part of brilliance I had in my young mind, and started blinking and rubbing my eyes a lot. So when my mom FINALLY noticed, she was all ‘What’s wrong?’ Then I said ‘I’ve got something in my eye….*rub rub blinkblink rub*’
And that was the last I ever heard of anything that related. THE END :D