I Hate Romance. Period.
It really is sickening, seeing all these things I don't want to see. For instance, I will be walking the halls of my school, minding my own, and then bump into this couple making out. I just think to myself, damn, where is this school going? And the one person turns around, and it happens to be a girl on girl makeout, which doesn't really bother much, but she kinda gives me this death glare type look as if I'M going to steal her girl away from her! Ugh. This happens all the time. And, I will admit, it is going to extremes even though the girl on girl makeout only happened once, but I've seen so many guys sucking on girls faces the second the bell rings I can barely walk. It's annoying. And, you know, I try to avoid all these people, but theres just so many, My school is completely packed! It's practically insane.
Basically, I'm getting sick of practical sex in the hallways. I don't know, maybe it's because I can't seem to find a guy that would be perfect for me. I've never really been one for romance. I used to watch little disney cartoons when I was younger and every time walked out during the kissy scenes. Really, I've never been one for that sort of stuff. I mean, it's cool other people are in love, but, its just not for me.
That used to be my input on romance. And guys. And pretty much anything, well, romantic. Maybe it was my parents fighting all the time. Who knows what did it to me. But, everything changed the second I met Him. You see, everything about this guy is just so perfect. He's completely flawless, I'm fairly sure he came directly from heaven. Everything he does is amazing. He cares about people, its just part of his personality. He seriously can't stop caring. He's nice to me, and I can tell it's not the fake nice-ness people sometimes use, but its real. And everything in my mind is telling me that I hate him. I don't like him. My mind lies to me. I really do like him.
Everyone says we would be perfect together. I know it;s true. I also know that he sees this as well. And, pretty much for fact, I know he likes me. He takes time out of his day every day to talk to me on AIM, usually for several hours. We've been really good friends for almost a year now, I just don;t understand--why won't he just ask me out? He knows I would say yes. At least, I hope he knows. But at the same time, I wish he didn't, because he is such a good friend of mine. He is always there when I need to talk to someone. He listens to me, and I feel like a jerk because whenever he talks about the things I'm doing wrong with my life, I just block it out. I don;t mean to, I guess its a just a self defence mechanism. Even his ex girlfriend, who is now my best friend, says that we would be perfect together. *headdesk* I don't understand this guy. I know that he likes me. I've been waiting ever since I started to know him, which really says alot because I am not, by any stretch of the imagination, a patient person. I guess I'll just keep waiting.
(yes, a pathetic journal entry, I'm trying to get used to the site)
-Perphection
Basically, I'm getting sick of practical sex in the hallways. I don't know, maybe it's because I can't seem to find a guy that would be perfect for me. I've never really been one for romance. I used to watch little disney cartoons when I was younger and every time walked out during the kissy scenes. Really, I've never been one for that sort of stuff. I mean, it's cool other people are in love, but, its just not for me.
That used to be my input on romance. And guys. And pretty much anything, well, romantic. Maybe it was my parents fighting all the time. Who knows what did it to me. But, everything changed the second I met Him. You see, everything about this guy is just so perfect. He's completely flawless, I'm fairly sure he came directly from heaven. Everything he does is amazing. He cares about people, its just part of his personality. He seriously can't stop caring. He's nice to me, and I can tell it's not the fake nice-ness people sometimes use, but its real. And everything in my mind is telling me that I hate him. I don't like him. My mind lies to me. I really do like him.
Everyone says we would be perfect together. I know it;s true. I also know that he sees this as well. And, pretty much for fact, I know he likes me. He takes time out of his day every day to talk to me on AIM, usually for several hours. We've been really good friends for almost a year now, I just don;t understand--why won't he just ask me out? He knows I would say yes. At least, I hope he knows. But at the same time, I wish he didn't, because he is such a good friend of mine. He is always there when I need to talk to someone. He listens to me, and I feel like a jerk because whenever he talks about the things I'm doing wrong with my life, I just block it out. I don;t mean to, I guess its a just a self defence mechanism. Even his ex girlfriend, who is now my best friend, says that we would be perfect together. *headdesk* I don't understand this guy. I know that he likes me. I've been waiting ever since I started to know him, which really says alot because I am not, by any stretch of the imagination, a patient person. I guess I'll just keep waiting.
(yes, a pathetic journal entry, I'm trying to get used to the site)
-Perphection