7.10am
You unsnooze your alarm and instantly, you are busy prepping yourself, all in the holy name of sexual appeal. After cleaning your face with 7 different types of the same soap, you spend half an eternity applying a circus of makeup to your face and the other half trying to figure out what to wear. You only stop when you look like an ANTM contestant. You know you're ready now.
9.00am
You put on your best smile and strut your stuff to class. You notice guys grinning at you. Some guys even blush as you catch them staring. Boys can be so cute, you think to yourself. Now you start to grin too.
10.20am
You flip your phone open, the first of what will be a gajillion times today, and check for calls or texts. Who are you checking for? Reality Check: If mom, your BFF and the cute guy from class were to call you at the same time, who would you really, really want to pick up on first? I thought so.
12.00pm
Lunch. Who do you sit with? The cute boys who invited you to sit with them or your girlfriends? Girlfriends of course, so you can shamelessly eyeball those boys AND gossip at the same time. As you and your girls exchange highly classified notes on boys you start thinking 'wow. guys are weird' and yet you can't help but look curiously across at the other table.
12.10pm
You check your phone. One missed call from dad. Nice.
3.20pm
So you're at the mall and all you seem to notice are the cuties roaming about. While you check them out, you stumble into a store and pick out a dress. Who are you dressing up for? Who would you really, really want to be seen wearing it with? Dad, BFF or Chace Crawford lookalike from class? I thought so. You check your phone again. Nothing. You've now officially gone MAD. (read: Male Attention Deficient).
4.30pm
The phone rings. It's him - Mr. Chace from class. Jockpot! He asks you out for dinner. Eventhough you have plans you tell him to pick you up at 7. From here on out, you're on Operation Date Mode. The number of times you will think about guys will quardruple. By like a million fold.
6.30pm
You're on high ODM alert. What to wear, what to say, where to go, is this skirt too short, why is my hair so crazy, if he brings me to a mamak I'm going to kill him etc.
7.00pm
You eat, you talk, you laugh, and in between, your cerebral juices work overtime trying to figure out the opposite sex. You tell him you want to watch the Hannah Montana movie, just to catch his reaction. His face turns pale and just like that you know you're going to have fun tonight.
12.00am
You're tucked in bed happily exhausted, but you still can't get Mr. Chace off your mind. Going through everything he said and did. Did I say anything wrong, oh I hope I didn't say anything wrong. You shake your head, guys can be SOOOOOO complicated.
Then you fall asleep. Guess who you dream about? I thought so.
C'on, I'm just being honest :D
OMF-G!
