NOTHING!!

Has been happening.

Macken STILL isn't talking to me.
I may or may not be falling for Tony again (CRAP if I am.)
Kevin is still an awesome best friend.
Elizabeth is a cutie pie.
I love sleeping.
Golden Sun is an amazing game.
Vanessa poop is a silly goose.
My Jersey friends are cool guys (and girl).
Yuuuuup. Everything feels relatively the same.

I have some strange friends,

But at least I know that they'll always be there for me when I need them the most. <3
(And of course they're there when I need to open up to someone.)

Craaaaaap!!

I need someone to talk to, but everyone is sleeping or busy.

<3

Sick.

This whatever-the-heck-I-have has gone to my head.

I feel lonelier than I usually do.

Eat it up.

All my friends who are graduating from high school this year are sad because they think it's the end. In all actuality, it's not. It takes a lot of effort, but if you want something to work out, then you will do whatever it takes to make it happen. If you're lucky, the other party will respond to your efforts by exerting the same amount of energy you did. If you're not, then at least you can say you tried and that it was good while it lasted.

Just remember that it's never the end until someone gives up.

:)

I spent two hours with him just watching tv. We didn't talk much, but it was still nice.

We didn't go anywhere at all and both of our stomachs kept grumbling. Each time one of our stomachs grumbled, the other would laugh. Half the time I asked him if he were hungry, and he would say no.

It was nice. Just him and me sitting on his bed, watching tv. The time passed by too quickly.

I don't really care that we didn't do much because his leg got hurt yesterday in a skating accident and I didn't want to drag him around everywhere.
Actually, I just loved spending time with him.
It made me remember why I fell for him.

p.s. He wouldn't let me take a decent picture of him, so I had to use the mirror to take one.
p.p.s. He drove me home. It was nice being the passenger for once. :)

Feeling sad.

Lately, I just keep on thinking about my grandpa.
Why?
I dunno.
I keep thinking about how little I know about him.

Maybe it's the fact that he was the only one I really knew.
Maybe it's because of the red ninjas.
Maybe I'm still in denial.
Maybe it's a lot of things.

Macken's "emotionally drained" right now.
Kevin sucks at dealing with people when they cry.
And I just don't want to be a bother to anyone else.
I want to talk to someone, but I suck at opening up.

I hate how all of this is just for a moment. Like in the next, I'm feeling fine.
But when I'm alone, I can't help but feel sad.

I can only imagine how my dad feels... and how he's been feeling.... I wish I could do something for him.

But I guess I need to help myself before I can help him...

Every time I see a picture of this person, I get angry.
When a friend mentions his name, I want to punch something.
But when I talk about him, well... there's no "but" to it. I still get angry.

I know I sound bitter, but I don't think anyone should cry on their birthday (unless if it's a tantrum, then that's a different story).

And yeah. You guessed it. Someone made me cry on my birthday. It was the first, I believe. And I know. I should be more mature than that. I should simply shrug it off, but it just angers me that someone would say something like that.

Whether it was a joke or not, it's just something you shouldn't say to anyone.
I know he didn't mean it, but again, it's something you shouldn't say to someone.
Making them feel bad for not having enough food to give to everyone they want to give it to? Yeah. Some guilt trip.
I told you I still had the ingredients at home, but no. You simply assumed that I intentionally didn't make you one.
All for a crepe? Yeah. All for a freakin crepe.

And you know what reader? He didn't even apologize.
He hasn't noticed that I haven't been talking to him since my birthday.
So much for liking someone, right?
Maybe it means he's over me. Good if he isn't, but he still shouldn't treat someone like that. I hate guilt trips.

And the anger will continue to rise until he says sorry.