By the way everyone drools over my sister's blog about her crush, I though I'd write about mine. Yes my crush #10. At least I think that is when he came into my life. #10....who knows. Anyway for the first time in a while I realized what it feels like to really have a crush again and I'm happy to know that my second oldest sister..I'll call her Nessy... gets this feeling of pop rocks and soda in her stomach but in a good way.
So my crush.... I'll call him.....Arry.... and I were playing racquetball and it's the little things that made me step back and think how fun it is to remember the crushy (crushie?) feelings. I was getting so embarrassed when I messed up, totally swinging at the air and not the ball, I was using excuses like, "I didn't want to hit the wall!" and "I hit it with the side of my racket." Why? I don't know.
He was impressing me with his skills and there aren't many physical activities that he's better than me, but at this one he is. I would love to discover more. It was like when we were first dating and got those butterflies just being with him.
His sporty style is cute because it's not sporty at all. He wears Borns to the gym with his Abercrombie shirt. haha
It's cute and that is my crush.
He's always been my #1.!
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