It's now been over three months since I last posted to you. I hate to admit it, my dear livejournal, but I think I'm getting over you. There's something amazing about you, to be sure, something that has helped capture my most ________ moments. Almost all of my moments for the past five years. It's just...I think I've found someone else, a beautiful ( Read more... )

So much has happened. I guess it's this crazy thing called life that seems to just soar by when I least expect it.

I've finally returned, wholeheartedly, to my no-boy semester. Nothing ever happened with Ryan (heart-fluttering, mind-blurring, Mr. Seems Perfect) and Tim (Mr. Perfect On Paper, fellow staff member) has absolutely no follow-through. ( Read more... )

He's everywhere, a constant reminder that I am not good enough to even ask out. Maybe he was busy, or didn't realize I was genuinely interested, or, like the book, he just wasn't that into me. Fine. Whatever. It doesn't matter. (Yes it does).  All I ask is to not have to see him or his picture every single day. For some unbeknownst reason, I'm ( Read more... )

Taking things slowly....

I'm trying to remember how to do that. It's both frustrating and extremely refreshing.

fml. that's all.

I feel like an epic toolbag

Tomorrow:
Doctor appointment for the month: number 3.
Blood drawn: number 2.
Hating not knowing what the hell is wrong with me: countless.

I'm really really really hoping it's nothing. I hope it's a fluke.

I hate trying to not freak out about this while at the same time preparing myself for the worst.

Crippling autoimmune disease? No thank you.

I'm done with the pettiness. I thought he was better than that and turns out, yet again, I was wrong. Wrong about him just as I've been wrong about every other guy.

I don't need him trying to 'make me jealous' by telling Erin that he's getting 'so much ass' now that we're not dating and how he wants to date this other girl. Go ahead. Date her. Be ( Read more... )

I miss him. I'm hurt and I miss him. First step, right? Admitting that you're hurt? I miss him. I don't want him back. Ever. But I'm still allowed to want to call him and hug him and talk to him (even though I don't), right?

Megan's wedding was stunning. Absolutely and completely stunning.

I can't believe my sister, my partner in crime and best ( Read more... )