Every day.

All I'm gunna say is:
The Notebook.
One year.
365 days.

I'm on day 9.
I wan't to tell you so badly.
But at the same time, I don't.
I want it to be a surprise,
but at the same time, I don't.
I suck at surprises.
I can't stand them. They're too intimidating.
Maybe you'll read this post
and ask me what the hell I'm talking about.
Then I'll tell you.
I want you to ask me so I can tell you.
But I don't want to sound like a freak
and just tell you randomly, out of the blue. 

Like I said.
Day 9.
Only 356 to go.

PS                 

I kinda "low-key" wish

you were doing the same 

thing I was doing. I wonder

what you'd have to say.