i give up. no hope. good bye.
i am the "hunter" so andy says. PIMP STATUS
school started and i'm ready to take it on. fo sho
see yah around kiddos
:D
If you want my auto, want my autobiography Baby, just ask me
Monday, January 03, 2005
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
that fool got me hooked!
as i talk to my friend online, i realized how glad i am to think pessimistically. you know, i see things as the glass half empty or what not. but anyway, i gave myself the benefit of the doubt. i knew there was no hope. it was definitely too good to be true. and in the end, i proved myself to be right, and my friends wrong. see, i told you guys. it never would've happened. things like this don't happen to girls like me. and yet again, another christmas and new years alone, with no one to share it with. but hey, things happens for a reason, right? maybe it's just not my time.
although i'm afraid if i keep up this mentality, i might be missing out on a good thing. the perfect boy might come along, and i'll totally dismiss him as if there really wasn't anything there. when in truth, he could be the boy of my dreams, the boy i let go. i know, i sound so fairytale. but hey, i'm a dreamer, a hopeless romantic. a girl ought to have her own dreams and ambitions without having to feel like dreaming was never allowed to begin with. we all want that classic fairy tale ending. i guess it's what a person makes of it. let's just see where things go from here.
man, we're freakin cute. you're such an idiot. hahahaa our personalities clicked too. you were the boy version of me, and i was the girl version of you. you idiot. i guess you wanted more than that. you like those type of girls. ugh. well whatever. you're the one missing out--not me.
I MUST RESIST THE CHOCOLATE. NO MORE CHOCOLATE FOR ME!!!!
i'm out.
i hope you're really lonely at school because i won't be by your side. you missed out on a great opportunity honey. don't come running back to me because none of your girls are around. it's no longer an endless cycle. it ends right here. later sucka!
first, second, third chances
i'm fed up. you've hurt me too much for me to feel anything. i'm indifferent. you constantly play with my emotions. i'm always getting emo because of you. i can't distinguish when you're telling the truth, or just lying to my face. i hope you know you're really missing out. and no, i don't just want to be one of your dumb girls on the side. i'm assuming you have plenty of those, so losing another one wouldn't hurt your ego. i have more worth than that, and i'm definitely not falling for your dumb "game" again. your BD friends warned me about your "game," but i completely ignored them because i thought you were different. i invested in you. i thought you and i actually had a chance. why didn't i just listen? my friends were looking out for me too, but i was too naive to listen to them. i wish i listened to my mind, instead of my stupid heart. i was even hesitant to give you a second chance. what was it about you that made me stick around? was it your bubbly personality or your looks? i really have no idea. all i know is that i like you. it sucks because i don't think you'll ever know how much i truly do like you. i always put up a facade when i'm around you, so you never know how i'm really feeling. i'm afraid you might think i'm too attached and run away, or the feelings might not be mutual. one can think that this is merely a small infatuation, and that i'm blowing this way out of proportion, but there really was something about you. something that i can't fathom in words. it's just this feeling i got when i was around you. you also had similar characteristics to him. then again, you could just be another guy. fake butterflies. pretend giddiness. nervousness. who knows. i could just be blinded by the fact that i almost got a boyfriend. if you really liked me or cared for that matter, i wouldn't have to feel this way. it's true when they say that nice guys finish last. it's the bad boys all the girls want. thus, i end this by saying good-bye fruitbasket. you're definitely missing out on a good thing. it's your loss, not mine. later days
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
"The people who want to be in your life in the end will make the effort to be in your life, they will live out their devotion without hesitation or consideration as to what they have to gain or lose. They won’t pick you up and put you down like some toy to be played with as their emotions feel the need, tugging at your affections as if you’re nothing more than an animal or a puppet.They would never dream of putting you in that position for their own benefit, or ever dream of making you feel even close to anything less that you`re worth because they see the value in you."
and you, my friend, are the total opposite of that person.
read camille's blog for a great article.
Sunday, December 19, 2004
Thursday, December 16, 2004
be my friend if you're intellectually stimulating. :)
tomorrow i will start my adventure at 10 and surprisingly go to san diego. it's funny how i'll be 2 hours away from home just to attend a bbq, swim, drink perhaps, and hang out with friends. i'm a bit hesitant to go considering he will be there. oh what joy. to tell you the truth, i really don't want to go, but since it's a BD and AQ event, it's basically mandatory. i'm only looking forward to the free food and the stolen merchandise. :)
how do you do it?
stop playing with my emotions. it's irking me to the extreme.
