my ukulele brings all the boys to the yard.
Dear cute fellow vocal major boy in my history class: thank you for existing.
Also, the fact that you came up to talk to me about my ukulele and asked me to “play for you sometime,” just makes it that much better.
This made my night :)
(I apologize if I’ve been staring at you. You’re one of the only truly attractive guys in the music department, and I can’t help it.)
Also, thanks for complimenting my doodles in class.
…maybe this school isn’t so bad after all.