I pretty much only post to update Keighla...
So here's some cool news: Ryan has a girlfriend. You all know Emily Parker. Mhm...
And now let's rewind...
Last Tuesday I was spending time with Ryan, and I was crying and all emo depressed and I started telling Ryan how I miss him and I hurt because I know that he doesn't want to date me, and I love him so much still. He pretty much said that yeah, he doesn't want to date me ever again, that he doesn't really have any feelings toward me and doesn't really love me and bla bla bla Malia I like making you cry harder. Bla. So that sucked.
The rest of the week I was poopy and everytime that I tried to talk to Ryan, he didn't really ever reply.
Then Monday Emily comes up to me and asks me if I mind if they date. I start crying and bla bla. I told her that I can't not care, but I want them to date if they want to, and that I would prefer that it is her over someone who I do not know. Makes sense.
Anyway, now they are dating. I don't really talk to either of them. I mean, I text Ryan, but yeah. I don't really want to talk to either of them or see them in person. It just urks me.
[Insert my dramatic life with Ryan, Gabe and Cody. Call me for details.]
I was all poo earlier and so I decided to walk home. It was very lovely. I had a nice time. I sauntered around everywhere. I went to the college, I sat in the courtyard at school, I hung out at Taco Del Mar, I wandered around Fred Meyer. I had a nice time, really. Then Aaron came to get me from Freddie's and we hung out. It was a lot of fun.
Also, I saw Ryan and Emily walking through the halls after school and I'm sure that they saw me turn around and walk the other way when I saw them coming toward me. Ha.
I'm not mad at them, I don't hate them. I just don't want to deal with it. I don't want to be torn up anymore.
Okay, that's it.
But really... Call me for the details on that, Keighla.
And now let's rewind...
Last Tuesday I was spending time with Ryan, and I was crying and all emo depressed and I started telling Ryan how I miss him and I hurt because I know that he doesn't want to date me, and I love him so much still. He pretty much said that yeah, he doesn't want to date me ever again, that he doesn't really have any feelings toward me and doesn't really love me and bla bla bla Malia I like making you cry harder. Bla. So that sucked.
The rest of the week I was poopy and everytime that I tried to talk to Ryan, he didn't really ever reply.
Then Monday Emily comes up to me and asks me if I mind if they date. I start crying and bla bla. I told her that I can't not care, but I want them to date if they want to, and that I would prefer that it is her over someone who I do not know. Makes sense.
Anyway, now they are dating. I don't really talk to either of them. I mean, I text Ryan, but yeah. I don't really want to talk to either of them or see them in person. It just urks me.
[Insert my dramatic life with Ryan, Gabe and Cody. Call me for details.]
I was all poo earlier and so I decided to walk home. It was very lovely. I had a nice time. I sauntered around everywhere. I went to the college, I sat in the courtyard at school, I hung out at Taco Del Mar, I wandered around Fred Meyer. I had a nice time, really. Then Aaron came to get me from Freddie's and we hung out. It was a lot of fun.
Also, I saw Ryan and Emily walking through the halls after school and I'm sure that they saw me turn around and walk the other way when I saw them coming toward me. Ha.
I'm not mad at them, I don't hate them. I just don't want to deal with it. I don't want to be torn up anymore.
Okay, that's it.
But really... Call me for the details on that, Keighla.