It's not too often now days that I post things on my blog, and when I do it's because I'm being either an offensive faggot or in a jovial mood where I post random bullshit.

But this blog post is neither of those for once. This post is about something interesting that happened to me today.

There I was at Period 1 Geography (yes I take geo DON'T LAUGH we don't just colour in in geography. We go on field trips too). Anyway, I sit at a table group of 4, my friend Elliot, Reuben and Adam. Adam sits across from me. Anyway, someone else sat in Adam's space today. I didn't see or recognize who it was at first but the voice was deep. He asked if he could sit in the chair Adam usually occupies. I heartily said yes because Adam was late and he wasn't the brightest kid at the table which can get annoying for us. I mean, to his credit, Adam is a very good runner who will easily come in he top 3 in races. It's just that you have to show him where to stand on the winners podium if you get what I mean.

Anyway, he sat down and I got a chance to look at him. OMG, he was CUTE! He had thick, blond hair, and a flawless face. Me and him got on straight away, but we didn't get too much time to talk coz Mr Gunning wanted silence but I let my fingers shift his homework diary with his name on front. I read it. I tried reading it again. I frowned and stared closer. I couldn't really decipher the name.

"Konstantine." He said.

Ah. That what it was.

He then asked, "What's your name?"

I said Jordan with a friendly smile before we had to listen to the teacher who was giving instructions. As we were working, I kept sneaking peeks at him coz he was sexy cute! Then he raised his hand to ask the teacher something, and when he did, I was shocked. He had a rich European accent!

I suspected it was German, which I found out it was when I asked him before leaving class for next period. Then idiot me (excuse the pun), smiled and said "Das Koff", a German word is heard from somewhere. I didn't even know why I said it.

He smiled and laughed at that, and I later on realized 'Das Koff' was German for 'idiot.' Good job, Jordan.

But I'm so happy about this anyway! I can't wait for geography on Monday to see him again.

As for my other crush, well there was a student trade fair on today which a group of his was taking part in. His stall sold French toast so I was kind to him and bought one. He didn't serve me especially he was actually doing something else at the time but it was all good. I was actually pretty nervous, and I swear he's the only one who makes me feel like that when I am near enough to him.

Anyway, that was my great day I happily called Friday. I thought I'd share it with you all.