Saturday

Well

I tried not to blink my eyes.
I started it for fun to see how much I can cry when I am not sad.
(I tried this once while I was playing tennis, and I looked really crazy)

Anyhow, when tears started to come out, I ran in front of the mirror and looked at the boy who's always there; I smiled at him, and he smiled at me back with tears hung on his cheeks.

I wasn't crying but he was. I think I made him cry.
We were both smiling though.

Bored

I am really bored.
Aren't these socks beautiful?