Ranting Time
Today I feel like whining, so here it goes.
I want a boyfriend. I want one, I want one, I want one. Not just any boyfriend. I want an awesome boyfriend who will laugh with me and hold me tight. But you know what's weird? I keep thinking about how much I want one, but then I think, "Wait a minute, when would I have time for one?"
There are just so many things I want to do. I want to get out of High School already. I want to be in College, going on dates, meeting new people, learning new things. I want to read my books. I want to draw more. I want friends, people I actually talk to. I want to hang out with my family more. And sometimes I even wish I were home-schooled, just so I could be with the family every day.
And honestly? The more I talk about this, the sadder I get, so I'm just gonna shut up. I told myself that I wouldn't write any journals that would make me sad, but I'm glad I let it all out.
URGH. I just wanna scream and cry all at once.
I want a boyfriend. I want one, I want one, I want one. Not just any boyfriend. I want an awesome boyfriend who will laugh with me and hold me tight. But you know what's weird? I keep thinking about how much I want one, but then I think, "Wait a minute, when would I have time for one?"
There are just so many things I want to do. I want to get out of High School already. I want to be in College, going on dates, meeting new people, learning new things. I want to read my books. I want to draw more. I want friends, people I actually talk to. I want to hang out with my family more. And sometimes I even wish I were home-schooled, just so I could be with the family every day.
And honestly? The more I talk about this, the sadder I get, so I'm just gonna shut up. I told myself that I wouldn't write any journals that would make me sad, but I'm glad I let it all out.
URGH. I just wanna scream and cry all at once.