Dear Diary.
Oh no. Dang everything. My LIFE IS RUINED. AGAIN.
There are these hot guys on the bus, right? Well, they are on holidays now, right??? And I am NOT right??????!!??!!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!!?
They followed me home. On their bikes.
Yes, thats right. The FOLLOWED me HOME. HOT GUYS!!!! ON BIKES!
Oh, I’m feeling faint.
Well, I feel ashamed really, and embarressed when they catch again. Because I kinda called then them stalkers…. Yeah.
gotta go Diary,
xo Demi