irresistible guitarists

well hi there.

so i love my theatre studies class, with a passion.

basically.

this boy Dave was giving out lavender as christmas presents to everyone.
he had grown and dried it himself.
i have it on my desk now.
it's so relaxing.
it smells beautiful.

and then

this guy in my theatre studies class had found a guitar lying around.
he was playing it.
really freaking well.
and i'm not ashamed to admit,
i'm in love with him.

i'm such an appalling tart sometimes.
there's just something irresistible about guitarists, agreed?

but i can assure you that all this talk of boys is no more than talk.
i'm still waiting for someone to knock me off my feet - although the guitarist was pretty damned close.
i know whoever he is, he is waiting somewhere among the flowers.