Showing posts with label cute boys with glasses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cute boys with glasses. Show all posts

Sunday, October 9, 2011

well guys. it's been awhile.

{via.}
school has been slowly but surely taking over my life.
i am going to college presentations on monday and tuesday.
which makes me feel really old.
other things that make me feel really old:
driving. like, legitimately driving. on a road. to church.
studying for SATs. kill me now.
paying for dinner. with a credit card.
people asking me if i'm in college.
having friends going on missions.
and the fact that i am almost 16. so weird...

in other news: i went to another dance last night.
and yes, i saw the cutie in the button up.
but no, he did not dance with me.
he did give me the heads-up-whats-up, though. so that was cool.
But guess what? I met somebody better.
he was wearing a red bowtie and red suspenders.
can you say "dream come true?"
he bumped into me and when i turned around to see who it was i almost died.
then he touched my shoulder and said: "i am so. sorry."
no big deal.


this week, 3 people told me i was a good singer.
{which is, funny because i am totally not. proof here.}
and 2 people asked me if i was a singer, and when i answered "hahaha. no." they said:
"really? you look like you would be a really good singer!"
..........................
what does that even mean?

speaking of good singers, have you heard this girl?
she is so great, i can hardly stand it.

peace out, dudes!
love,
CasiDee








Wednesday, September 28, 2011

dear boy in the striped button up,



i really like your style. i love your ray bans and the way you rolled your jeans two inches above your ankles. i also love your hair. it reminded me of james dean. not gonna lie, i kinda wanted to run my fingers through it. okay, i really wanted to run my fingers through it.


wait, you don't remember me? we met at the dance saturday night...remember? okay. so maybe i'm using the term "met" loosely. i saw you, and i may or may not have stalked you. i don't think you noticed me. but it's all good! i'll wear my ray bans to the next dance. that way, we can have something to bond over.


we will be best friends one day. and you will let me run my fingers through your beautiful hair.
just you wait and see.


love,
CasiDee