fuck
well, so much for being happy for the next few days. yeah well Joe can't go to Prom with me, he's going out of town that weekend. yeah, you know how it feels when there's a guy you like, a lot, and you know that there's a possibility that he may even like you too, but then... there's reality... I have a date on Friday and should NOT go into a date liking someone, let alone this fucking much... And then events happen so that you can't even see what may happen if there was a situation where you MIGHT hook up... and it can't happen... I hate this... why does this seem to always happen to me? Am I just meant to cause myself pain? It's my fault, I mean, it's not anyone elses fault. no one forced me into liking him. no one forced me to ask Brianna to set me up. only myself to blame... well I'm gunna go... hope you're all living happy lives. bye