Love is What Makes Us Crazy

It's funny how one day you can be hating love. You want everyone who is in love to go jump off a cliff so you can be less miserable without it. Then you fall in love and you think it's absolutely wonderful. And I am one of those people. For months, I sat here bitching to everyone about how loved sucked beyond belief and how lonely I was. But now, I'm in a new relationship and I think it's love and I couldn't be happier. *Sigh* But I don't care. I'm incredibly happy. And usually I try to take it slow with my boyfriends, not kissing them until after at least a week of dating. But this one, he's different. I kissed him the first day we started going out. And it just felt right. He's in love with me and I'm in love with him. It's an unbelievable feeling. I know, I'm a dork but I don't care. Cause when you're in love... Nothing else matters.

Single and Hating It

Another one of my friend's just got into a relationship. Yay for her! But that leaves me single with my friends all hooking up with someone. Let's see... at least 14 of my friends are hooked up with someone else. And that leaves me. The dog of the group. I've had the worst luck with guys. And no one will ever be interested in me for a long term thing. Remember the post about dating someone you don't really like because you're lonely? Yeah, that's me. A guy's last resort. And I hate feeling so alone. I just hate being the one that's the ugly one of the group. And I just can't help it. It's really sad. But I'm happy for my friends and I want them to be happy. Even if I'm not.

Holding on

I'm not in the best mood. I was in a fight with my best friend. Some things were said but in the end, we're not gonna end our friendship over it. So I was stupid, things were snapped and I cried, I even sent an angry email to her boyfriend, but our friendship is way stronger than that. And sure, there are bumps in the road of a friendship but giving up is not the answer. With relationships, friends or otherwise, sometimes you just have to hold on.

Something Fake

Why does realizing you're wrong hurt so much? There is a boy at school that I like. He is one of my good friends and I really like him. But he likes my best friend. They tried dating but she didn't feel that spark. So I've had my friends bugging him to ask me to the winter dance coming up. And I just realized, that I've been stupid. When my friends were upset that a guy they liked didn't like them back, I always told them, "It's better then being in a false relationship." I need to take my own advice. He has been thinking about it for a few weeks and if he still doesn's know, then he must not like me that much. I don't want to have him pressured into asking me. How could I be so stupid? I guess I need to talk to him about it. But it feels bad being this wrong. However, I don't want something fake. So I'm going to go stag with my ex boyfriend since neither one of us have dates. But there are worse things in life.

I'm Back!

I'm back everyone! Or no one, it depends how you want to look at it. But I'm done with NaNoWriMo now, I didn't make it to 50,000 words. That doesn't matter though, the point is that I did it and I had fun. I'm going to finish the 50,000 words by the end of December. Lots of my friends have read the book and love it. I know it's a long shot but I'm hoping to get it published after I'm done. Bo no one ever got any where without hopes.

NaNoWriMo

I'm so excited. There is a writing competition called NaNoWriMo. All writers are given 30 days to write 50,000 words. My friend told me about it and I'm gonna participate. I can't start writing the story until November 1st. I can figure out the characters and plots and write an outline but I can't do any writing. My story guides me, I can't really outline it. I won't be updating much, but it's not like anyone really reads this anyways. I'll update soon hopefully.

Stage Crew

I'm surprised I have enough energy to type. I just finished a day of helping move heavy dressers and stuff liek that on and off the set. Being on stage crew is tiring work. But I guess it's better being on stage crew than not involved in the play at all.

Stalker

Remember the pathological liar exboyfriend of mine? He showed up on my doorstep the other day. It's a little creepy. He just won't leave me alone and I'm getting freaked. He called me today asking why people were saying he was stalking me. I wonder why... I've tried to be nice to him but I don't know how much more I can take. I was gonna tell him off on the phone this afternoon but then he said that I was pretty much the only friend he had left from our school since he graduated. I feel so bad but I can't keep pretending to be his friend, can I?