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So...I really don't have anything to write about. Well, I do, but writing it would reveal way too much about everything and I don't think I'm ready to do that yet. But at the same time, I think I am and I have no idea what the hell is going on.
Did that make any sense? Good. (Yes, that works for both answers.)
I went and saw Harry Potter today. It was good. I went with Liza, Meghan, Lindsay, Caleb, Chris, Greg and Brandon. It was fun. Good movie, good people, good times. ("I don't know, I was DISTRAUGHT!")
I am so not looking forward to Christmas. Sure, I'm getting presents. Yay. Woo-freaking-hoo. I don't even care anymore. Christmas is just stupid. I dunno...I just have to sit at my aunt's house with my family. I wish I could be with my real family...
My friend's parents might be getting divorced because his dad is turning into an alcoholic. That's so scary. I want to be there for him, and I want to make things better for him, but I don't know how. I don't know what to say to him. I gave him a hug the other night and let him cry into my shoulder. He said that was enough. But somehow, I don't think it is. It's never enough.
I'm going to Ian's tonight for a Christmas party. It should be fun. I hope. I need it. I've been in such a good mood lately, but I keep wondering if I'm just kidding myself and whether or not I'm hiding what I really feel. Part of me is, that's for sure. I dunno...time will tell, I guess.
Relationships suck ass. Or almost-not-really relationships defintely do. "I want you so much, but I'm so afraid that I'll hurt you." What a load of bull. I'll only get hurt if I let myself get hurt.
I'm letting myself get hurt....
Did that make any sense? Good. (Yes, that works for both answers.)
I went and saw Harry Potter today. It was good. I went with Liza, Meghan, Lindsay, Caleb, Chris, Greg and Brandon. It was fun. Good movie, good people, good times. ("I don't know, I was DISTRAUGHT!")
I am so not looking forward to Christmas. Sure, I'm getting presents. Yay. Woo-freaking-hoo. I don't even care anymore. Christmas is just stupid. I dunno...I just have to sit at my aunt's house with my family. I wish I could be with my real family...
My friend's parents might be getting divorced because his dad is turning into an alcoholic. That's so scary. I want to be there for him, and I want to make things better for him, but I don't know how. I don't know what to say to him. I gave him a hug the other night and let him cry into my shoulder. He said that was enough. But somehow, I don't think it is. It's never enough.
I'm going to Ian's tonight for a Christmas party. It should be fun. I hope. I need it. I've been in such a good mood lately, but I keep wondering if I'm just kidding myself and whether or not I'm hiding what I really feel. Part of me is, that's for sure. I dunno...time will tell, I guess.
Relationships suck ass. Or almost-not-really relationships defintely do. "I want you so much, but I'm so afraid that I'll hurt you." What a load of bull. I'll only get hurt if I let myself get hurt.
I'm letting myself get hurt....