Sunday, December 21, 2008

I'm not in love.

Right.....

I've come to the difficult and depressing decision that I am going to make an attempt to move on from *C*. I know for a fact it's going to be ridiculously hard....I just know it.

But....I think that's what he wants, and I want to make him happy. So if he wants me out of his life....then I guess that is what I must do, no matter how it makes me feel.

I happened upon this conclusion due to a bulletin he posted on Myspace last night....it was entitled "you're just a phase," and it contained one line of writing: "but I'm over it."

I haven't the slightest idea as to who he's referring to...but I automatically assume that it's me. Which, I don't get considering we don't talk, like....ever. But....I feel like he's putting this message out for me. 

See, I am not like the other girls he's been with. Well....we weren't even together to begin with, but whatever. Not the point. So....I don't know. Phase....maybe? Well, at any rate, I've decided that if he wants space and doesn't want my friendship, or more than that, then I will just remove myself from the picture.

Then again, if he is not referring to me, then he will undoubtedly speak to me again in the future....so I suppose only time will tell. But just as well.....my friends do not feel he's the best for me....but you can't help who you fall for. It just happens. But until I know for a fact....I'm working on the painful transition.

On another note, I am going to dye my hair again. I haven't dyed it black in a long time. I feel it suits me, so I shall do it again this break. I also want to trim my hair and get my side bangs back. We shall see.

Aaaand I have a thing for The Academy Is.... Especially William Beckett. I know I went on and on about celebrity crushes last night (or the night before I guess) but seriously....he is quite the person. And I like that they are from Chicago. Score for Illinois people.

I would love to date a very.....artistic person. Think....scene/emo (scemo...ha), with black framed glasses.....likes to read and drink coffee....loves music, perhaps is a musician....likes to write.....is quite intelligent....aaand wouldn't hurt if they were a vegetarian either. Wow. I do believe that I A) have too much time on my hands to think about these things, and B) set too high expectations. 

Alright....it's getting late, and I have to work all day tomorrow, starting at 9:30 AM. Until next time...

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