I am writing something because my last journal entry was insanely long and I don't really like it anymore. I do realize that I have to talk about SOMETHING here though, so I'm going to tell a story.

So, Tuesday was a very ordinary day. I woke up, ate breakfast (yummm cerial), went to school, did stuff at school, and then left school. However, that day I had a piano lesson that I had to walk to.

So I'm walking down this street, admiring the scenary and trash that missed the trash bin, not really doing anything when I look out at the street and right through the window of this silver jeep.

It was going supah fast so, forgive me if I'm wrong but I SWEAR.

I saw Kevin Jonas riding shotgun.

I did a double take but by then the jeep, WHICH WAS GOING WAAYYY ABOVE THE SPEED LIMIT B.T.W., had already whizzed by me.

BUT, in that moment that everything in the world turned black and white except for HIM, I will recount his appearance.

*snaps not claps, guys*

The mushroom-top hair,
that could make anyone care.
With those big ass shades
that always hide your face.

The bright green that was
with purple (all the buzz)
the collar of the shirt
for you, it really works.

Tinted window in between
HIM and me; I think it means,
will I ever see you another day?
in that silver jeep, that just sped away....

*deep shakey breath*
Thank you.