Let's talk about "US"
Kate and Caitlyn and Bridget, this is for you. I will possibly write more often. I definitely try to read more often.
Alex's Romantic Adventure
May: I'm almost too busy to be sad that my amazing relationship with E$ has ended against my will.
June: Hey there, sexypants UPS Man, you are some hot stuff! Our pseudo relationship is ideal because I don't feel lonely when I pretend you are my boyfriend AND nothing will ever actually happen between us AND you have nice a nice package... err... nice packages.
July: Emoney, why you callin' me so late? I really can't talk right now. My UPS man might hear. (But you do have a sexy voice.)
August: I hate this damn island, so I will adventure into the forest and talk to Jesus. Maybe he will be my boyfriend.
September: CITY YEAR! BE MY LOVER! I WILL MARRY YOU, RED JACKET!
October: Erik was my one true (sexy) love and I may never know what it feels like to look into his adoring eyes again. Oh heartache.
November: I am too busy to think about about how lonely I am. Except that I'm not. However, devil ex-boyfriend Erik who only wants to be my friend can rot in hell while I consider (but not really) online dating.
Early December: I love being single. It means I get to spend all my Saturday nights playing cards with my parents and their friends. (I wonder why Erik keeps calling me leaving me urgent sounding messages to call him back. That's weird. Oh well. I have better things to do. Like actively hate Christmas.)
December 20th: Erik wants to see me over break? He must have realized he was madly in love with me and be scheming to win me back with an overly-large romantic gesture!
December 21st: Erik doesn't do overly-large romantic gestures. He's probably just asking to see me because he feels obligated.
December 22st: I want to believe that we can make it work, if only to make Christmas seem a little brighter.
December 23rd: I will write him a long, love letter revealing all my feelings.
December 24th: I will delete said letter from my hard drive (but save it on my flash drive just in case.)
December 25th: YAY JESUS! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LOVER OF MY SOUL!
December 27th: Everything will be alright if we remain just friends. It will be nice just to see him.
December 28th: I'm too busy for a boyfriend anyway.
December 29th: It's not like I ever really liked him. (I just loved him, that's all.)
December 30th: It's cool. I like being friends with guys I'm in love with. I make a habit of it. It's the way I roll. Friends are awesome. Unlike boyfriends whom suck.
December 31st, 7:00AM: What if...? But, no, it's not even what I really want.
December 31st, 8:30AM: Which shirt screams, "Too bad you only want to be friends with this hottie?"
December 31st, 8:31AM: Now I just look desperate. Better go for the sweater.
December 31st, 9:00AM: The sexy men of the LOST cast will distract me from myself until it is time to leave.
December 31st, 12:00PM: Better get going... It's a long drive.
December 31st, 2:00PM: I should have been backing out of my driveway two hours ago.
December 31st, 4:14PM: Just because Erik isn't early doesn't mean he's going to stand me up. Everybody runs late sometimes. Even Erik. Not.
December 31st, 4:22PM: That was the most awkward hug I've ever felt. Very friendshippy.
December 31st, 4:30PM: Kill me now, so I can avoid this awkward. Maybe even being friends is a bad idea.
December 31st, 4:50PM: He wants to talk about 'us'?! What the hell does that mean? Should I apologize for being a clingy ex-girlfriend? Really? US?! There is no 'us'... is there?
December 31st, 4:52PM: Erik, even if you did want me back it would never work for us because... Wait. WHAT?! You want me back?
December 31st, 4:53PM: Ummmmm....
December 31st, 4:54PM: Welll.... Ummmm... Okay... Um....
December 31st, 4:55PM: Yes. I, um, yes. I want to. I want you.
January 1st: This year is going to be awesome like high fives. Well, at least, it can't be nearly as pathetic as last year, can it?
Alex's Romantic Adventure
May: I'm almost too busy to be sad that my amazing relationship with E$ has ended against my will.
June: Hey there, sexypants UPS Man, you are some hot stuff! Our pseudo relationship is ideal because I don't feel lonely when I pretend you are my boyfriend AND nothing will ever actually happen between us AND you have nice a nice package... err... nice packages.
July: Emoney, why you callin' me so late? I really can't talk right now. My UPS man might hear. (But you do have a sexy voice.)
August: I hate this damn island, so I will adventure into the forest and talk to Jesus. Maybe he will be my boyfriend.
September: CITY YEAR! BE MY LOVER! I WILL MARRY YOU, RED JACKET!
October: Erik was my one true (sexy) love and I may never know what it feels like to look into his adoring eyes again. Oh heartache.
November: I am too busy to think about about how lonely I am. Except that I'm not. However, devil ex-boyfriend Erik who only wants to be my friend can rot in hell while I consider (but not really) online dating.
Early December: I love being single. It means I get to spend all my Saturday nights playing cards with my parents and their friends. (I wonder why Erik keeps calling me leaving me urgent sounding messages to call him back. That's weird. Oh well. I have better things to do. Like actively hate Christmas.)
December 20th: Erik wants to see me over break? He must have realized he was madly in love with me and be scheming to win me back with an overly-large romantic gesture!
December 21st: Erik doesn't do overly-large romantic gestures. He's probably just asking to see me because he feels obligated.
December 22st: I want to believe that we can make it work, if only to make Christmas seem a little brighter.
December 23rd: I will write him a long, love letter revealing all my feelings.
December 24th: I will delete said letter from my hard drive (but save it on my flash drive just in case.)
December 25th: YAY JESUS! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LOVER OF MY SOUL!
December 27th: Everything will be alright if we remain just friends. It will be nice just to see him.
December 28th: I'm too busy for a boyfriend anyway.
December 29th: It's not like I ever really liked him. (I just loved him, that's all.)
December 30th: It's cool. I like being friends with guys I'm in love with. I make a habit of it. It's the way I roll. Friends are awesome. Unlike boyfriends whom suck.
December 31st, 7:00AM: What if...? But, no, it's not even what I really want.
December 31st, 8:30AM: Which shirt screams, "Too bad you only want to be friends with this hottie?"
December 31st, 8:31AM: Now I just look desperate. Better go for the sweater.
December 31st, 9:00AM: The sexy men of the LOST cast will distract me from myself until it is time to leave.
December 31st, 12:00PM: Better get going... It's a long drive.
December 31st, 2:00PM: I should have been backing out of my driveway two hours ago.
December 31st, 4:14PM: Just because Erik isn't early doesn't mean he's going to stand me up. Everybody runs late sometimes. Even Erik. Not.
December 31st, 4:22PM: That was the most awkward hug I've ever felt. Very friendshippy.
December 31st, 4:30PM: Kill me now, so I can avoid this awkward. Maybe even being friends is a bad idea.
December 31st, 4:50PM: He wants to talk about 'us'?! What the hell does that mean? Should I apologize for being a clingy ex-girlfriend? Really? US?! There is no 'us'... is there?
December 31st, 4:52PM: Erik, even if you did want me back it would never work for us because... Wait. WHAT?! You want me back?
December 31st, 4:53PM: Ummmmm....
December 31st, 4:54PM: Welll.... Ummmm... Okay... Um....
December 31st, 4:55PM: Yes. I, um, yes. I want to. I want you.
January 1st: This year is going to be awesome like high fives. Well, at least, it can't be nearly as pathetic as last year, can it?