Duncan :)

You wanna know who i am?

then you have to ask for it you know? if he'd just ask me about who i am i would blow his mind, he would probably be confused for a minute then overtime he'd go ahead and appreciate me for who i am.

I'd probably have to tell him i am proud im from Georgia, i love being multi-culture, I think i look exotic/pretty, i love my hair, my favorite movie in the world is the Wedding Singer and Howls Moving Castle, both of which ive been a million times. Im in love with feel-good romance novels, i long to be a perfect girlfriend, Im attracted to guys with Brown eyes, i secretly think that MY brown eyes happen to be the warmest and most beautiful shade of brown evar, i'd have to tell him i go through crazy mood swings, and i only eat chocolate frozen. Im sure he'd know that i was unbearably shy around people i like, but then he'd have to know a little about my crazy side, i'd probably tell him my mom and sister are my best friends, and i love my cat too much. I'd tell him i can nom nom down some serious potato salad, and i love Mr. Pibb more than any other soda pop. I'd tell him i sometimes i HATE the taste of vitamin water, and thats why it takes me on avarage four days to finish one, i'd tell him i hate writting in pencil and i love getting all dressed up. i'd let him know my favorite color is pink and i HATE black dresses. i'd let him know my dream in life is to be a mother, and my high school goal is to get a date to Prom, i'd let him know i love making posters for presentations at school and i LOVE public speaking. i'd tell him aboiut the dead flowers i keep in my room, and about my secret hiding spot, about me wanting to be a teacher and helping young children, i'd mention something about my fondness for cleaning and about how i get ancy when i havent moved a room around in a while. i'd tell him how i like folding laundry, and doing dishes by hand, and about how i hate loud noises like the vaccum and the garbage disposal. i'd tell him im tired of being hurt, and im always dramatic, i'd let him know i have an awesome singing voice, and maybe sing him a song, i'd list all the TV shows i watch religeously, and i'd even ask him to watch them with me too, i'd tell him i love showing off my legs, and im always hot (temperature wise). i'd let him feel my hands so he knew they were always warm, never cold, not even when im in cold water, or outside for awhile. I'd tell him i leave my window open when its raining even though my room gets wet, just because it reminds me of home, i would tell him ive always wanted to live in a dorm room but my parents cant afford it, i'd tell him about my dad breaking his back, and my mom when she had graves disease. I'd tell him i was a rebelious kid, and was expelled from school for stealing from the school. i'd let him know how hateful and spiteful i am, and how i intentionally hurt and betray people emotionally. and how i love drawing and writing. i might even show him some of my work. i'd let him know i've been wanting a two story house above the ground since i was little, but i prefer a small one story ranch-style home. i might, if he really wanted to know, tell him i have SDUB but i treat it so you would never know, and that it affected me for four months straight and comes back twice a year.

maybe its all too much, but i just wish he'd ask me something about me instead of sitting there throwing me glances all hour :( or asking about the daily bulliten or about a problem... maybe someday...common D. tomorrow is your last day

make it work.

Kristin Fort.