Little Marisa has not been what you'd call com-PLETE-ly honest--she even wears a protective mask in here, which is totally unnecessary. Truth:
crush on Tom C.
on Frank V.
I guess I really just like Frank in a way that I usually don't like adult men--in other words, it's not really a crush. I can't imagine and wouldn't like to see the relationship go any further. Usually, though, adult men seem to be in another world--businesslike, boring, and bored by younger people. I like the way Frank doesn't talk down to me and the way he seems to be actually interested in what I say. I can't say he's too good-looking, but he's got a nice manner that makes him all right. It's nice discovering that adults are not all alike.
About Tom--he's a junior, about my same height--gorgeous blue eyes and smile,
pretty hair that bleaches blond in the summer, kind of small build, BUT
today he was wearing tennis shorts and his legs didn't escape my notice.
Eagle eye, right? Good things come in small packages...
