It's been a long time since I've written in here, huh? I figure I should at least write something now. Though there's not really much to say, honestly. At least that I can currently think of.
Hmmhmm~ I guess I'm starting to feel nostalgic again. I always do during the winter. The weather was really nice today. :'D I started thinking about Jesse in passing again, though it's not as much as I did before. I still miss him, and wish I could talk to him, but I suppose it's not as strong as before. This makes me a little sad, that I've moved on from so many people (I just went from just him to all the people in my past. xD) and that the feelings have faded. But I guess that's what people just call life, eh?
My days lately have been pretty even-toned. Boring, I guess is a more apt word, like oatmeal or something. Yeah. One of my guy friends always tells me about his feelings, which I think is good, because more guys should be open like that. xDD He can get a little frustrating, but I'm glad he's so open with me. But I dislike it when he starts asking me questions, because I don't like answering them. Thank goodness he does that online though, and rarely in real life. I'm never able to convey my thoughts or feelings in real life, dunno why. He said that tomorrow he's going to ask me things though. Bah. This is what I get for telling him what was on my mind yesterday night. My emotions are so mutable though that I don't know if what I said will even be applicable. I go through these weird swings of hating myself, to being fine, and then loving myself. I suppose I can thank puberty for that. Hooray, hormones!
-sigh/shrug-
It would be nice to fall in love like he has. :'D
I think I've written about him, he's the one who has loved/liked the same girl since 5th grade. Sometimes I wish I could fall in love, like, or even merely be infatuated by someone. I talk myself out of such feelings. Defense mechanism? I wouldn't know. I rarely know things about myself. Hm~ Oh teenage years.
School is busy.
I have to think about my future all of a sudden.
Gah.
I don't know what I really want to do.
I want to speak foreign languages, but I don't want to be a language teacher.
I don't know if I really want to be a translator.
The idea is nice, but what about reality?
D:
I dislike reality.
Choppy sentences.
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