Today started like a normal day- dreamt of Justin, was unwillingly woken up by a bullhorn stating what our ‘agenda’ for today was (cruise to Milford Sound, stop for lunch and then packing for our next trip), and embarrassed myself in front of Justin (this time I answered the door looking like I hadn’t brushed my hair for a week in my Donald duck pajamas. A much bigger improvement from yesterday though, when I shouted to my mum from the bathroom to bring me and extra bra and realized that the Blanc’s had come over for breakfast, according to Jason I could’ve been heard in Timbuktu). Anyway, after a small visit to Blushsville, everyone forgot all about it (I hope) and carried on with their lives.

       Okay, back to my point of hating my life. See, my life was never that complicated, I had average grades and two best friends. Unfortunately, my previous oh-so-simple life now seems like a million light years away all thanks to one single (cute) human being, a.k.a Justin Blanc. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve crushed on a thousand different guys before but none of them actually realize it when I’m in the same room as them much less known my name – yeah I know, I’m pathetic.

           Back to the story, as I boarded the cruise I went over the possible situations that would happen between me and Justin in the cruise:

1)  Justin and I totally hit it off and we forget that yesterday’s conversation ever happened.

2)  Justin can’t even look me in the eye after yesterday and I end up playing UNO with the elders.

3)  Justin and I venture up to the top deck and he tells me how beautiful I look in front of the scenery.

4)  Justin is about to say something about how nice I look when Jason comes out of nowhere and tells Justin about the time I tripped head–first into            

5)  Justin tries to impress a hot girl by using his skill of (not) being able to balance, but instead, falls overboard.

6)  Actually, scratch the last one, the girl would probably think that he looked cute while he was falling. Hmmm…. Maybe I should just push him instead. Hehehe… 

At this point I realize that the cruise is much smaller than I thought it would be and that except for Justin and my family there was only one young couple that mostly stayed to themselves, and then I see Justin, he looks so hot in his blue shirt and khaki shorts that I think I might have drooled for bit there.