It's really been a while...like whoa
I used to hate this thing, it would render up unnecssary memories that i have tried so hard to forget. But writing is a release. Instead of being some adolescent attention seeking drug addict, i find my euphoria in writing down anything conceivable. So it goes.
When i last left you, i was still an idiotic junior. Mentally confused. I was still playing the stupid game with that stupid boy John. We stopped talking for good around midway September, but we'll get to that later. So Junior year ended abruptly, but not soon enough. I volunteered myself retarded the entire month of July doing work for both Georgetown Hospital and the Jerry Kilgore campaign. I met a lot of new people, and got a taste for the medical field that i wish to pursue. Then for August i traveled to Romania. I wasn't looking foward to it at first (god forbid for me to not be able to talk to John for like a month) but then i quickly adapted to the fun part of Romania. no drinking age. I found myself a summer fling, with a boy who was pretty damn hot. We saw eachother everyday and it was i guess "cute", but not really that serious. We would go clubbing Friday and Saturday nights, because thats when there would be enough people to not look stupid dancing on an empty floor.
He was sweet. Other girls envied me beyond reason. I spent my 17th birthday in a club, playing pool and just chillin. I learned to not get blisters in my heels ( you learn that when you go to Romania you WALK A LOT). So i just spent all of my days going to the beach and just being a bum. Then i went to Blaj. It was amazing there too. I met even more boys (see this is why America SUCKS), and they showed an undying interest in me (hells yes). The club there was even better than the one in Constanta. I would get random boys just dancing with me, just like in the movies =). After a week of staying there i went back to Constanta where i chilled for another week, before i had to leave for the States. I was sad to leave, but then i felt that it was time to go. There is no doubt that im going back next summer. And now since im a bitch, im going to conclude my summer with a lovely picture of my Mirculica =)
He is a nazi. He did teach my 12 year old cousin the nazi salute. He is awesome.
So senior year started off unofficially. Ya know how you get worked up about the beginning of the school year, but then when it finally comes you're like damn...is that it? Well yes, i rolled into school with a beautiful tan and tons of stories to tell. I kept on talking to that douchebag John, until he randomly thinks that im "too young". Oh god two years of an age difference OH MY! He said that it would mean a lot to him if i hit him up once i was in college. yeah okay, i'll really wait around a friggin year just for his wankster ass. k no thnx.
So i was horribly emo for a while, but of course my beloved friends dealt with my bullshit and helped me carry along. I started to give up hope in guys...because they really suck a large hairy dick. So the John page is done, but not to worry, Diana always finds a replacement. So i stumbled around school (its senior year niggah i can do what i please), and made new friends and life is sweet. I met this guy Chris through my friend thats in my Dental Class, and what do ya know...i liked the guy.
I was expecting another boy that just so happened to be a friend, but this time around it seemed like more. And indeed it was. I started to hang out with him a lot, and attachment occurred. And we just stuck inbetween friends and bf/gf for a while until we started going out. Another December relationship.....let's hope this one turns out better.
So now my life is complete, i have loving friends, a boyfriend, a roof over my head, etc. etc. and im quite content considering the fact that i am deathly sick.
We like green.