Generally people say things go in one ear and out the other when you're "zoned out". In my case, though, today, it isn't even going in one ear. Everything's just flying past my head, which is high upon a cloud. Today I'm a dreamer. Why, you ask? Well, because I'm quickly falling into a trap that most people my age fall into. The name of that trap is spelled l-o-v-e. It's such a mysterious thing. Many a girl have never explored such world. Many also have, or so they think. But here on this day, I am writing to you to say that someone has stolen my whole being, not only my heart. He has taken every living cell and transformed it into something that may or not be good. As for that, I, in this moment, am stuck like a mouse in a rat trap, in a sticky situation whose name is love.