I had a dream, such a wonderful dream
 Where I was with the one I cherish most.
 I smile with the secret memories I hold,
 So tenderly with invisible hands.

I really don't like waking up
 Because then I realise your touch was just fantasy.
 But it's okay because it's a school day,
 And I can see you again.

I really like to watch the way you walk,
 Because it's funny, really,
 The way you slouch and saunter awkwardly.

And when I sit behind you for once,
 I can't keep my eyes off you for more than a few seconds.
 I stare at your back, yearning to touch your shoulderblades.

I really like to dream,
 But no one ever stops me from waking up.
 .Will you ever notice me?


PROFILEY

Wednesday. Lonely. Wants to fly but doesn't have wings.

DESIRESY
I want to be an artist. And I want to get a cellphone (my parents don't believe in them) But most of all I want him to notice me.

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EXITSY

friend.

ARCHIVES;

October 2011

Booklist;

Shiver
The Ice Prince
Between Shades of Gray
To Kill a Mockingbird
The Forbidden Game
The Hunger Games

Wednesday 26 October 2011
16:12

...Do you ever wonder?



Do you ever wonder if that face is really you? I do. I wonder whether that pale face with freckles and dark brown hair is really me. You know, I've always thought that I look like someone who really should belong in the summer, but then was faded by the cold. all the color was washed away by the rain.

Um. Yeah.





Update from my previous post: I actually said "hi" to him. I saw him in the parking lot today before he got into his car after school-and I was all like, "heeeeeey," and he was like, "heeeeeeeey," and came over to me and started talking and then asked me out-

No, actually. I wish. All that happened was I waved at him with a smile and said, "hi". And guess what? He smiled back! That really made me happy, because he knows that I exist, finally. Well...he doesn't know my name or anything, but he knows what I look like, right?





Anyways, one of my friends was trying to hook me up with someone else in my class who had a crush on me-but i don't really like-but i don't have an interest in because y'know, i'm sort of waiting for Landon to notice me. In gym I was chosen last, which is normal. Because I'm not really good at sports. I'm pretty uncoordinated.

Actually, I'm really uncoordinated.

But then this guy was like, "hey, best for last, right?"

I smiled at him, but honestly it was kind of annoying. He's the guy that my friend was trying to hook me up with, because sure, he already likes me, but also because she wants me to get over Landon. She's not trying to be mean, and I totally understand where she's coming from. I mean, I've liked Landon since kindergarten.


I don't know. I really don't know anything right now.



Oh look. Today's Wednesday. Wednesdays are my lucky days (anyone want to guess why?)

Will you ever notice me...

Saturday 22 October 2011
08:15

This is who I am. This is who I'll always be.

Wednesday.
Lonely.
A girl who wants to fly but doesn't have wings.
Starting to find out who she is.
But not liking what she's finding.
No, not at all.




I dislike my name, Wednesday. It's so awkward. People are all like, "your name is so cool!" or "your name is weird. Why'd your parents call your Wednesday?" And the worst is when people say, "See ya Wednesday, Wednesday!"

The above is why I try my best to avoid planning get-togethers with friends on Wednesday. It's annoying.




I see the guy I like everyday, passing me in the hallways, but I don't say anything, so he always leaves. But you know, the next time I find him alone in the parking lot, I'll say "hi" to him. And hopefully he'll stay.

I've liked him since the beginning of this year. But he never did so much as glance at me. I don't think he even knows me name. But I know his. I also know what color his eyes are. I also know he's the only freshman on the school soccer team. But that's all I know.

I want to know more.


So maybe...I'll try again next week. I'll hang out in the parking lot and see if he's there. I'll talk to him. I'll say "hi".






Maybe.

Will you ever notice me...