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Okay. So I feel like I've been a little unreasonable asshole recently. Yeah.
I probably shouldn't have put Mike's words up so people could laugh at him like that. Even if it helped me feel a little better (not really). Because I'm not a hypocrite. And I promised I would never do anything to hurt him, and while that's not directly hurting him (since I know he doesn't read anything that has anything to do with me as proven by that email, much less this journal), I won't take back my words. I...ugh. I dunno. I just really piss him off, and Mr. Cooner's right. He really just doesn't want to be friends with me. And I can't force that on him.
I guess a part of me's just really confused since he said it was about school...and now it's about my very existance.
Does he lie to himself, or does he lie to me? Either way, I get hurt. And now I feel selfish for thinking about me being hurt first. Great.
It was a big ego-booster the other night to get hit on by those random guys at Taylor Techno. Even a hot (albeit stupid and probably STD-carrying) PG. It's hard to feel bad about yourself when you look at your guy-friend in complete confusion and he just shouts back "they think you're HOT!!" Hahahaha, yay for doing more than just swaying in place. "Oh, look at her, she's FIESTY!!" (P.S. I love Caleb) How's that for your 3 on the hotness scale, BITCH Petroni?
Aaaah, I just was interested in any of them though. Seriously. Like, my sex-drive has died. Uuuugh.
Are there any NICE guys at Loomis? C'mon. Work with me, people. Maybe I should put up advertisements or something. "WANTED: Rebound Boyfriend. Preferably ridiculously good-looking so as to inspire a great deal of jealousy in ex. Must be able to bake. Well. Props if filthy rich, but not necessary."
I need someone to remind me why this dating thing is worth it in the first place and to kill all obnoxious new couples who don't know a damn thing about anything. Not bitter. Not at all...(cough)
Right. So enough of all that angst. Mr. Cooner treated me to ice-cream this afternoon for a reason. Let's focus on moving on and looking towards the future again, Dani.
Love you all. I'll be good by morning.
...Oh, no wait, it is morning.
I'm good. <3
I probably shouldn't have put Mike's words up so people could laugh at him like that. Even if it helped me feel a little better (not really). Because I'm not a hypocrite. And I promised I would never do anything to hurt him, and while that's not directly hurting him (since I know he doesn't read anything that has anything to do with me as proven by that email, much less this journal), I won't take back my words. I...ugh. I dunno. I just really piss him off, and Mr. Cooner's right. He really just doesn't want to be friends with me. And I can't force that on him.
I guess a part of me's just really confused since he said it was about school...and now it's about my very existance.
Does he lie to himself, or does he lie to me? Either way, I get hurt. And now I feel selfish for thinking about me being hurt first. Great.
It was a big ego-booster the other night to get hit on by those random guys at Taylor Techno. Even a hot (albeit stupid and probably STD-carrying) PG. It's hard to feel bad about yourself when you look at your guy-friend in complete confusion and he just shouts back "they think you're HOT!!" Hahahaha, yay for doing more than just swaying in place. "Oh, look at her, she's FIESTY!!" (P.S. I love Caleb) How's that for your 3 on the hotness scale, BITCH Petroni?
Aaaah, I just was interested in any of them though. Seriously. Like, my sex-drive has died. Uuuugh.
Are there any NICE guys at Loomis? C'mon. Work with me, people. Maybe I should put up advertisements or something. "WANTED: Rebound Boyfriend. Preferably ridiculously good-looking so as to inspire a great deal of jealousy in ex. Must be able to bake. Well. Props if filthy rich, but not necessary."
I need someone to remind me why this dating thing is worth it in the first place and to kill all obnoxious new couples who don't know a damn thing about anything. Not bitter. Not at all...(cough)
Right. So enough of all that angst. Mr. Cooner treated me to ice-cream this afternoon for a reason. Let's focus on moving on and looking towards the future again, Dani.
Love you all. I'll be good by morning.
...Oh, no wait, it is morning.
I'm good. <3