Ominous day, right? Well, I went all of the 10th, 11th, and 12th without calling, emailing, or IMing him. Nothing ( Read more... )

I've realized something: I will go three days without contacting HIM at all, and if he still doesn't have the guts to pick up a phone or pop online, I'll just forget about him. And by forget, I mean tell people it's over and then continue to call him because I'm like that. I didn't ever believe that he would remember me, and he did. Or that he ( Read more... )

He said that to me once, he played that song, and wouldn't let me leave the car until I knew what it was, what he was doing. It was the most romantic thing anyone had ever done, that simple confession.
I still wear that perfume, the one that makes me smell like a girl.

So, Dr. Dan let us out 20 min early, I thought I'd come hang out in the common hall and do a little onlinage. I *heart* online. Got a message from jamie, haven't spoken to her since . . . . years. Looong time. Much has changed since those days. Life is better now. She's good too, which makes me happy ( Read more... )

That's my favorite part of the Princess Diaries. Mia is in her kitchen, just after pulling a pore strip off, Michael Moscovitz is standing in front of her, listening to her go on and on about why she picked Josh and not him, and he put that hideous mask over his face, tips his head, and says very quietly: Why? It really just sums up the whole movie ( Read more... )

So, we just talked. Turns out the phone call he got was from his father, who's at St. Lukes with terminal cancer. He left to go see him, and just didn't get around to calling.
He said he'll be online later, right now he's got to go to work.
He's so wonderful.

Or, rather, I don't. So, Shelley and I went to the opera last night, and had a good time. It was fun, and very well done. And in English, which was nice, because we could actually understand what was being said. Halfway through the first act, we moved to better seats that weren't occupied, and during intermission, the usher on our balconey asked us ( Read more... )

I know why you shouldn't leave a bride at the altar. I know, because I am that bride. I know how it feels, to come into the company of a man, and see him and learn about him and know him, and never really be his. Not completely, no matter how close you get. You learn to love him, in a way that no one else can understand, and then he tells you that ( Read more... )

I'm tired of people being nasty. It's not even anything personal, they just, feel the need to laugh at you because you're different. Like I'm some kind of spectator sport.

The boys who play the twins on 7th Heaven are horrible actors.

And I'm tired.

There is no man. There are no men. I refuse to make room for a man in my life right now. I'm tired of pushing away boys who just want booty, and assholes who think they can control me, and idiots who're only looking at one facet of my personality, and the few nice guys who're two states away. I don't have the energy to try to make another ( Read more... )