Thank god I didn't cuz
It would have been a lie
I don't think much has happened since my last post.
No, I lie.
I got my head out of the clouds where I keep all my thoughts of him. I am happy to say I couldn't care less about that fucktard. Yes, he's a fucktard. Perhaps you don't beleive me, since I
'm actually taking time off to write about him on my blog, something that contridacts indifferance.
But that's just the way I deal.
I write, be it because I hate or love someone. So I decided that I had enough of whining and crying over some guy that barely saw me in that way. Well it might be the end of our friendship, but if he was really my friend, lets just say things would have turned out differently.
So I guess here's the part where I give some vindictive speech about how its his loss, how sorry he'll be, blah blah, but I can't say that'll be true. Lets face it yea, he might be as good as it gets. But that is not going to stop me from having fun.
I decided to take the advice the many over cliched "live your life like its the last day" crap feel good movies, and move on. Crap something's wrong with me. First I start to identify with sad angsty teens, then I start to take advice from badly written romance movies?
Dammit something's wrong with me.
In other news, in an attempt to salvage any romance I might have had before the whole spectacle, I went on a date today.
CRAP. I HAVE BECOME ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE WHO BLOG ABOUT THIER DAYS!!
I better go now, before I start recounting everything that has happened to me.
Fuck.
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