Revelations of 2009 Boyfriends
I've seen every boy I've dated this year in the past 48 hours. Weird. And on that note...I sure know how to pick them. Examples? ....
You know...super classy guys. Also in a rendezvous with one of the sadder boys that I've dated I drank enough to allow myself to ask silly questions which don't have any relevance anymore except that the answers had the possibilities to make me angry...which of course they were definitely not the answers I wanted to hear. AKA he lied constantly throughout our incredibly short relationship. I respect myself a little less for dating him. But concerning ex-boyfriend # 860,398 (jokes) aka 22-year-old 6'8" super swimming stud, we are now on talking friendly fantastic terms for the first time in four months. Glad to have one of my best friends back. I need to set some higher standards for 2010, while the boys I have dated haven't been complete douche's there have been some that just don't even come close to the standards I set for myself personally, and the ones who do have some other complication that I try to overlook. Priority-wise they need to be knocked down a couple notches so I can focus on more things like school and swimming and my own personal well being. And thus I stop giving anyone I think is cute and nice a shot. Acceptance rate is drastically changing. Also, concerning being home, this is the first time I actually felt happy being home. I don't feel like I'm scrambling to hold my life together when I'm here and I'm starting to breathe a little easier here, sleep a little better. Last night I spent with Jordan and Madi just laying in Jordan's bed playing Sim's and watching Keeping up with the Kardashians and I wouldn't have changed a thing. I feel like a college student but I don't feel like life has changed into this post-high school craziness without anything familiar anymore. I only get to stay for another week and I'm actually sad about that, I thought I might be a little more thankful for the chance to get out of here without having to spend too much time around home but I really wish I could stay another week.
You know...super classy guys. Also in a rendezvous with one of the sadder boys that I've dated I drank enough to allow myself to ask silly questions which don't have any relevance anymore except that the answers had the possibilities to make me angry...which of course they were definitely not the answers I wanted to hear. AKA he lied constantly throughout our incredibly short relationship. I respect myself a little less for dating him. But concerning ex-boyfriend # 860,398 (jokes) aka 22-year-old 6'8" super swimming stud, we are now on talking friendly fantastic terms for the first time in four months. Glad to have one of my best friends back. I need to set some higher standards for 2010, while the boys I have dated haven't been complete douche's there have been some that just don't even come close to the standards I set for myself personally, and the ones who do have some other complication that I try to overlook. Priority-wise they need to be knocked down a couple notches so I can focus on more things like school and swimming and my own personal well being. And thus I stop giving anyone I think is cute and nice a shot. Acceptance rate is drastically changing. Also, concerning being home, this is the first time I actually felt happy being home. I don't feel like I'm scrambling to hold my life together when I'm here and I'm starting to breathe a little easier here, sleep a little better. Last night I spent with Jordan and Madi just laying in Jordan's bed playing Sim's and watching Keeping up with the Kardashians and I wouldn't have changed a thing. I feel like a college student but I don't feel like life has changed into this post-high school craziness without anything familiar anymore. I only get to stay for another week and I'm actually sad about that, I thought I might be a little more thankful for the chance to get out of here without having to spend too much time around home but I really wish I could stay another week.