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Dear Journal: Chapter 5
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Author's Notes: Friday 17th December 2010 14:53
Dear Journal,
It’s getting all Christmassy now; there are decorations and trees dotted all around campus. It’s lovely with the fresh snow it looks like a Christmas card. I keep hoping to get Kurt under the mistletoe; I bet his lips taste delicious. He’s amazing and brilliant and funny and cute and adorable and stunning and beautiful. Last night- to celebrate the end of term- we watched Miracle on 34th Street, whilst snuggled up on my bed, and he cried a little when Kriss Kingle talked to the deaf girl, that’s one of my favourite parts too, next to when Susan askes for a baby brother- I like to think that Cooper did that, asked for a little brother. He fell asleep afterwards, his hair smelled like papaya, and my god he’s gorgeous when he sleeps- like an angel. He’s so very pretty, I can’t stop thinking about him… you know it’s Christmas soon I should get him a present…Imma get him one… oh I have the perfect idea… I hope it’s still there.
Friday 17th December 2010 16:54
Dear Journal,
THEY STILL HAD IT!! A few days ago Kurt and I were in this small antique shop in town and they had all these small beautiful ornate broaches he absolutely fell in love with this rhino head one, he couldn’t afford it… so I’ve got it him for Christmas, and he’ll love it. I wonder if Wes might let me and Kurt sing a duet at the Warblers Christmas concert… I’d really love to sing ‘Baby, It’s Cold Outside’ with him; he’d sound amazing on it. Oh better dash… Warbler rehearsal and if I don’t get going soon I won’t be able to sit next to Kurt. I love sitting next to him… he smells amazing, and he’s so pretty I love looking at him in warblers, so handsome, so beautiful, so distracting… and what was I saying… oh yeah Warbler rehearsal…gotta go.
Friday 17th December 2010 19:32
Dear Journal,
Wes SUCKS! Oh I hate him... I hate them all. You’d think that after all the work I put in, all the forced solos, bringing Kurt who is hands down one of our best singers, you’d think that he’d grant me this one favour. But no. I have to sing the duet at the winter concert with a girl from Cheltenham Ladies College. Maybe I could get him to rehearse with me… I’m sure he would like it; he’s been studying so hard, He needs a break… Imma go find him…. I’m gonna sing that duet with him… oooh it’s gonna be fun.
Friday 17th December 2010 21:04
Dear Journal,
He doesn’t like me in that way. After the song, which was amazing… we sound perfect together, his old glee club teacher came, I overheard them. He asked ‘someone special’ and Kurt replied ‘No Just a friend’ a friend… I’m really just a friend… I know I keep saying I don’t want to fall for him… that I can’t but oh god I want to be. I want to hold him close and just kiss him and touch him and look in to his eyes… those perfect eyes. But I’ll just have to settle with being his friend, I mean… I’m lucky he’s so amazing I’m so glad I’m his friend… I need friends. As we are just friends I’m glad I didn’t kiss him. He was so close it took everything that I had not to lean in and kiss him, he looked so happy and his lips oh his lips looked divine. I could have opened up my heart and had it trampled on… again. If I got that from Kurt I don’t think I’d survive. Kurt did at least like his present… Maybe I should call Jeremiah, I man I kinda miss him and he’s fun to hang out with… maybe… maybe I should ask him out…
Dear Journal,
It’s getting all Christmassy now; there are decorations and trees dotted all around campus. It’s lovely with the fresh snow it looks like a Christmas card. I keep hoping to get Kurt under the mistletoe; I bet his lips taste delicious. He’s amazing and brilliant and funny and cute and adorable and stunning and beautiful. Last night- to celebrate the end of term- we watched Miracle on 34th Street, whilst snuggled up on my bed, and he cried a little when Kriss Kingle talked to the deaf girl, that’s one of my favourite parts too, next to when Susan askes for a baby brother- I like to think that Cooper did that, asked for a little brother. He fell asleep afterwards, his hair smelled like papaya, and my god he’s gorgeous when he sleeps- like an angel. He’s so very pretty, I can’t stop thinking about him… you know it’s Christmas soon I should get him a present…Imma get him one… oh I have the perfect idea… I hope it’s still there.
Friday 17th December 2010 16:54
Dear Journal,
THEY STILL HAD IT!! A few days ago Kurt and I were in this small antique shop in town and they had all these small beautiful ornate broaches he absolutely fell in love with this rhino head one, he couldn’t afford it… so I’ve got it him for Christmas, and he’ll love it. I wonder if Wes might let me and Kurt sing a duet at the Warblers Christmas concert… I’d really love to sing ‘Baby, It’s Cold Outside’ with him; he’d sound amazing on it. Oh better dash… Warbler rehearsal and if I don’t get going soon I won’t be able to sit next to Kurt. I love sitting next to him… he smells amazing, and he’s so pretty I love looking at him in warblers, so handsome, so beautiful, so distracting… and what was I saying… oh yeah Warbler rehearsal…gotta go.
Friday 17th December 2010 19:32
Dear Journal,
Wes SUCKS! Oh I hate him... I hate them all. You’d think that after all the work I put in, all the forced solos, bringing Kurt who is hands down one of our best singers, you’d think that he’d grant me this one favour. But no. I have to sing the duet at the winter concert with a girl from Cheltenham Ladies College. Maybe I could get him to rehearse with me… I’m sure he would like it; he’s been studying so hard, He needs a break… Imma go find him…. I’m gonna sing that duet with him… oooh it’s gonna be fun.
Friday 17th December 2010 21:04
Dear Journal,
He doesn’t like me in that way. After the song, which was amazing… we sound perfect together, his old glee club teacher came, I overheard them. He asked ‘someone special’ and Kurt replied ‘No Just a friend’ a friend… I’m really just a friend… I know I keep saying I don’t want to fall for him… that I can’t but oh god I want to be. I want to hold him close and just kiss him and touch him and look in to his eyes… those perfect eyes. But I’ll just have to settle with being his friend, I mean… I’m lucky he’s so amazing I’m so glad I’m his friend… I need friends. As we are just friends I’m glad I didn’t kiss him. He was so close it took everything that I had not to lean in and kiss him, he looked so happy and his lips oh his lips looked divine. I could have opened up my heart and had it trampled on… again. If I got that from Kurt I don’t think I’d survive. Kurt did at least like his present… Maybe I should call Jeremiah, I man I kinda miss him and he’s fun to hang out with… maybe… maybe I should ask him out…
Friday 17th December 2010 14:53
Dear Journal,
It’s getting all Christmassy now; there are decorations and trees dotted all around campus. It’s lovely with the fresh snow it looks like a Christmas card. I keep hoping to get Kurt under the mistletoe; I bet his lips taste delicious. He’s amazing and brilliant and funny and cute and adorable and stunning and beautiful. Last night- to celebrate the end of term- we watched Miracle on 34th Street, whilst snuggled up on my bed, and he cried a little when Kriss Kingle talked to the deaf girl, that’s one of my favourite parts too, next to when Susan askes for a baby brother- I like to think that Cooper did that, asked for a little brother. He fell asleep afterwards, his hair smelled like papaya, and my god he’s gorgeous when he sleeps- like an angel. He’s so very pretty, I can’t stop thinking about him… you know it’s Christmas soon I should get him a present…Imma get him one… oh I have the perfect idea… I hope it’s still there.
Friday 17th December 2010 16:54
Dear Journal,
THEY STILL HAD IT!! A few days ago Kurt and I were in this small antique shop in town and they had all these small beautiful ornate broaches he absolutely fell in love with this rhino head one, he couldn’t afford it… so I’ve got it him for Christmas, and he’ll love it. I wonder if Wes might let me and Kurt sing a duet at the Warblers Christmas concert… I’d really love to sing ‘Baby, It’s Cold Outside’ with him; he’d sound amazing on it. Oh better dash… Warbler rehearsal and if I don’t get going soon I won’t be able to sit next to Kurt. I love sitting next to him… he smells amazing, and he’s so pretty I love looking at him in warblers, so handsome, so beautiful, so distracting… and what was I saying… oh yeah Warbler rehearsal…gotta go.
Friday 17th December 2010 19:32
Dear Journal,
Wes SUCKS! Oh I hate him... I hate them all. You’d think that after all the work I put in, all the forced solos, bringing Kurt who is hands down one of our best singers, you’d think that he’d grant me this one favour. But no. I have to sing the duet at the winter concert with a girl from Cheltenham Ladies College. Maybe I could get him to rehearse with me… I’m sure he would like it; he’s been studying so hard, He needs a break… Imma go find him…. I’m gonna sing that duet with him… oooh it’s gonna be fun.
Friday 17th December 2010 21:04
Dear Journal,
He doesn’t like me in that way. After the song, which was amazing… we sound perfect together, his old glee club teacher came, I overheard them. He asked ‘someone special’ and Kurt replied ‘No Just a friend’ a friend… I’m really just a friend… I know I keep saying I don’t want to fall for him… that I can’t but oh god I want to be. I want to hold him close and just kiss him and touch him and look in to his eyes… those perfect eyes. But I’ll just have to settle with being his friend, I mean… I’m lucky he’s so amazing I’m so glad I’m his friend… I need friends. As we are just friends I’m glad I didn’t kiss him. He was so close it took everything that I had not to lean in and kiss him, he looked so happy and his lips oh his lips looked divine. I could have opened up my heart and had it trampled on… again. If I got that from Kurt I don’t think I’d survive. Kurt did at least like his present… Maybe I should call Jeremiah, I man I kinda miss him and he’s fun to hang out with… maybe… maybe I should ask him out…
Dear Journal,
It’s getting all Christmassy now; there are decorations and trees dotted all around campus. It’s lovely with the fresh snow it looks like a Christmas card. I keep hoping to get Kurt under the mistletoe; I bet his lips taste delicious. He’s amazing and brilliant and funny and cute and adorable and stunning and beautiful. Last night- to celebrate the end of term- we watched Miracle on 34th Street, whilst snuggled up on my bed, and he cried a little when Kriss Kingle talked to the deaf girl, that’s one of my favourite parts too, next to when Susan askes for a baby brother- I like to think that Cooper did that, asked for a little brother. He fell asleep afterwards, his hair smelled like papaya, and my god he’s gorgeous when he sleeps- like an angel. He’s so very pretty, I can’t stop thinking about him… you know it’s Christmas soon I should get him a present…Imma get him one… oh I have the perfect idea… I hope it’s still there.
Friday 17th December 2010 16:54
Dear Journal,
THEY STILL HAD IT!! A few days ago Kurt and I were in this small antique shop in town and they had all these small beautiful ornate broaches he absolutely fell in love with this rhino head one, he couldn’t afford it… so I’ve got it him for Christmas, and he’ll love it. I wonder if Wes might let me and Kurt sing a duet at the Warblers Christmas concert… I’d really love to sing ‘Baby, It’s Cold Outside’ with him; he’d sound amazing on it. Oh better dash… Warbler rehearsal and if I don’t get going soon I won’t be able to sit next to Kurt. I love sitting next to him… he smells amazing, and he’s so pretty I love looking at him in warblers, so handsome, so beautiful, so distracting… and what was I saying… oh yeah Warbler rehearsal…gotta go.
Friday 17th December 2010 19:32
Dear Journal,
Wes SUCKS! Oh I hate him... I hate them all. You’d think that after all the work I put in, all the forced solos, bringing Kurt who is hands down one of our best singers, you’d think that he’d grant me this one favour. But no. I have to sing the duet at the winter concert with a girl from Cheltenham Ladies College. Maybe I could get him to rehearse with me… I’m sure he would like it; he’s been studying so hard, He needs a break… Imma go find him…. I’m gonna sing that duet with him… oooh it’s gonna be fun.
Friday 17th December 2010 21:04
Dear Journal,
He doesn’t like me in that way. After the song, which was amazing… we sound perfect together, his old glee club teacher came, I overheard them. He asked ‘someone special’ and Kurt replied ‘No Just a friend’ a friend… I’m really just a friend… I know I keep saying I don’t want to fall for him… that I can’t but oh god I want to be. I want to hold him close and just kiss him and touch him and look in to his eyes… those perfect eyes. But I’ll just have to settle with being his friend, I mean… I’m lucky he’s so amazing I’m so glad I’m his friend… I need friends. As we are just friends I’m glad I didn’t kiss him. He was so close it took everything that I had not to lean in and kiss him, he looked so happy and his lips oh his lips looked divine. I could have opened up my heart and had it trampled on… again. If I got that from Kurt I don’t think I’d survive. Kurt did at least like his present… Maybe I should call Jeremiah, I man I kinda miss him and he’s fun to hang out with… maybe… maybe I should ask him out…