Really?
So I always said "I'm a magnet for taken guys." I don't think I quite realized how eerily accurate this statement is. Everyone I've been involved with lately - save Nick - has a girlfriend/fiance/something. And Nick isn't even totally immune to that. It's crazy. I don't usually find out until AFTER something happens, and then I'm like, WTF dude. Have you never heard of karma? Facebook creeping almost never fails.
I also don't understand why people have public profiles on Facebook when they're cheating. That's just an open invitation to get creeped on.
Nick is in Salt Lake City and I almost don't care anymore. I've been convincing myself of terrible non-realities to prepare myself for the worst, I think. Or just trying not to control something I have no control over. It irks me that he didn't tell me he was going, even though the internet speaks for him. It also means he knows he's doing something wrong by me, or that telling me would hurt me, etc. It's awful and I should probably be torn up about it, but I think I'll just plow through it.
I'm terrified he's phasing me out. But I doubt that's happening. But I'm insane, so I'll obviously worry about that. I think I'll just be bombarding friends with dilemmas and phone calls a lot. They won't have to deal with it permanently so they should be able to avoid going crazy via me.
I want to open my window and let some sun in, but damn is my window drafty. It's like having a steady 45-degree breeze blowing into my room just because I have my blinds open. Ughhh.
I'm starving and have no food. Well, I have some food, but none of it is legit sustinence. Just like, broccoli... garlic bread... can of green beans. I have to go shopping. I need to fill my days with things that will take my mind off life, like all the assignments I have due. I think the ratio of essays to the ratio of boys I have to worry about is so disproportionate than I'll be okay.
Now to think of all the things I can use to my advantage...
I also don't understand why people have public profiles on Facebook when they're cheating. That's just an open invitation to get creeped on.
Nick is in Salt Lake City and I almost don't care anymore. I've been convincing myself of terrible non-realities to prepare myself for the worst, I think. Or just trying not to control something I have no control over. It irks me that he didn't tell me he was going, even though the internet speaks for him. It also means he knows he's doing something wrong by me, or that telling me would hurt me, etc. It's awful and I should probably be torn up about it, but I think I'll just plow through it.
I'm terrified he's phasing me out. But I doubt that's happening. But I'm insane, so I'll obviously worry about that. I think I'll just be bombarding friends with dilemmas and phone calls a lot. They won't have to deal with it permanently so they should be able to avoid going crazy via me.
I want to open my window and let some sun in, but damn is my window drafty. It's like having a steady 45-degree breeze blowing into my room just because I have my blinds open. Ughhh.
I'm starving and have no food. Well, I have some food, but none of it is legit sustinence. Just like, broccoli... garlic bread... can of green beans. I have to go shopping. I need to fill my days with things that will take my mind off life, like all the assignments I have due. I think the ratio of essays to the ratio of boys I have to worry about is so disproportionate than I'll be okay.
Now to think of all the things I can use to my advantage...