Dear Diary,
I watched him from afar,
and dreamed of the day we'd meet face to face.
Then Sunday it finally happened....
He was standoffish at first. A little shy.
Not at all impressed by my aggressive behavior.
Dad said I should take it slow.
So I did... at first.
So I did... at first.
Confidence is a turn-on to the guys. I wanted him to know where I was on the confidence scale, so I kissed him right smack dab on his snoot.
He acted like it was nothing special and pulled away,
so I gnarled and snapped at his face.
That's when he turned and walked away... but not without lifting his leg. Mom said, 'get the message little Miss Attitude?'
Dad say's obedience school isn't helping.
I say Mr. High-and-Mighty Max ought to take lessons in how to treat a lady.
Gracie.




