It was a teenage thrill to answer and read through autographs. I myself owned two or three kinds back in elementary. It was fun to read through secrets and watching people divulge information about themselves.
In reality, autographs were my scheme (yes, I was a scheming school girl) to get to know the boys in my grade who were cute. At that time of course, I thought that autographs were a subtle way of asking a person about his personal life.
The first signees of my autograph book would be of course, my nearest and dearest friends. They would willingly allow me to violate their privacy. We had an unspoken agreement that I would ask my friends’ crushes to sign while they get my crush to do the same. What happens after the swapping of information is that the boys would accidentally-on-purpose read who likes who. And that’s where the fun begins.
Would you care to sign this autograph?
Movies you like:
Music you like:
Most embarrassing moment:
Describe your ideal mate:
Who is your first love?
Name of the person you like:
Future dreams, aspirations:
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