Ello mi amigos!!
Itz time for another exciting edition of...MARIA'S LIFE.
(Cuz I'm just sooooo interesting. LOL.)
Anywayz...I'm so not feeling well. I feel like sumone is hitting me over the head with a sledge hammer and holding my throat so I can't breathe. Which totally and completely sux butt. I think my own body has it out for me...or at least my house does.
You see, today I've tripped over my fan twice (after moving it over and over). Also, I swear that my pillow tried to suffocate me while I was sleeping because I absolutely could not breath at all when I was a sleep and when I woke up, the pillow was onto of my face. Plus, my mother luvs me too much to kill. LOL. Although my dog was acting a bit suspiscious...
Anywayz...I'm gonna talk a little about my **crush**.
I honestly don't know why I like him. He's really thin and although he eats alot (he's the reason for world hunger), he NEVER gains wait. He teases me and picks on me (name-calling and stuff). Once, he even made me cry (but there were other reasons behind that). He's super popular with girls and athletic (soccer player).
But I like him.
Whatz entirely sad is that he sees me as a little sister. Which is kinda my fault because in the time that I had gotten over him, I said that I saw him as the sibling that I never had. In a way, that is true and I do value that. I know that I can fall back on him and, likewise, he can fall back on me. I know him which helps me get over that "Can I trust him?" issue.
As for my "mom" (not really my mom but my play mom), she's yelling "INCEST!!" in her corner of the battlefield. And furthermore, even though she's my "mom" and he's my "brother", they barely know each other. LOL. I don't really care though because he's not my real brother so itz alright.
And it's not like I'm gonna chase him or anything like that. I guess I just wanna secure a place in his heart and mind for myself. I just wanna know that 5 years from now, I'll maybe cross his mind when he sees a "Rubio's" TV ad or a short, Asian girl in the crowd. I just don't wanna be forgotten, you know what I mean?
I don't have a chance anyway which, oddly enough, doesn't bother me so much. As long as he's happy, healthy and out of trouble, I'll survive. Unless of course, he goes out with one of my close friend. Then we have a big problem.
What sum of my readers don't know is that I get extremely protective of my friends when they enter relationships. On the outside, I cheer them on. You know, "Yay!! Go for it!!" and all that. But on the inside, I'm thinking, "I hate you, you dirty heart-breaking sleazebag!! If you break her heart, I'll skin you alive,turn you inside out and let you die a painful, burning death in the Sahara Desert."
In the 6th grade, I had this HUGE grudge on this guy named Daniel Hernandez. He was the crush of my close friend, cebatary (gaia username). I hated him because he was this girl-player and extremely depressed. I was convinced that his involvement with my friend would only hurt her in the end. So I hated him with every fiber of my being. Well...hate is a strong word. Maybe "dislike" is better.
But I'm better. And I hope that my friends forgive me if their ex-boyfriends end up severely traumatized. I guess I'm just territorial. I'm so glad my friends aren't like me. Anywayz...I'm gonna go save the world from world hunger...starting with myself of course.
But I'll leave u with SOME QUESTIONS>>>>
1] Am I a horrible person for hating my friends' crushes?
2] Is it stupid of me to still have feelings for K. Waio?
3] Do you know any remedies for a throat infection?
4] Will I ever find the guy for me?!?!
the cheese to my macaroni Community Member 
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