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[29 Mar 2005|04:44pm] |
I saw Darcy more than I should have and felt a mix of bitter resentment, loathing, and jealously all at once mixed with some flailing sadness that was easily curable with sugar and things a little bit worse for me. Ah, Darcy. Big mistake. Huge, even. I mean, first of all because I'm terrible at the whole relationship thing. Partially because I hate feeling obligated to hold hands with somebody, but mostly because I'm a teenage girl and we don't have a great track record as being the most rational population of humans. Plus, I hate the word relationship, and boyfriend, and I'm absolutely terrible at having either, because I like being alone and having obligations that are self inforced or, in my case, inflicted. I don't know if there's such a thing as a real high school relationship outside of Boy Meets World or Romeo and Juliet, I suppose, they were supposed to be high school aged, if my memory serves me correctly, which I doubt it does.
Today was long. Tomorrow will be longer. Good times.
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I'm kinda working off of that philosophy (mentality, rather) that people don't think parties are worth going to unless they have a cover charge.
So, fulfill all your wildest dreams (and not to mention satisfy my ego) by adding me.
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