sophomore year starts in, you guessed it, 6 days! And I am honestly kinda excited. I hope it's an amazing year. If anything, I hope it is better than freshman year. But I really am so ready for change. But in all honesty, I'm sad that summer is over. Just because I wish I coulda made it better. It really was a super lame summer. Oh well I'll just have to make it an amazing fall! Speaking of fall, I'm going to the first friday night high school football game of this year on friday! Gah it's already football season!? I'll miss you baseball <3
so I feel like I should take the time and tell my best fraaand how much I lovvveeee her! Seriously, she is like the only person I know won't run away. She is always there for me even when I'm annoying and talking about the same thing over and over and over and over and over. Love you T <3
so as you guys should know by now, one of my blog posts is not complete without some ranting about a certain boy. so yeah. for now at least, he is really stuck in his decision. And honestly, I'm kinda worried about him. He like doesn't value his happiness all that much. He lets work work work come before that. He is 15. He shouldn't be worrying about things like that yet. It's like COME ON! Have fun, live in the moment, be a teenager! gah.
so while he is set in his decision, for now, he still seems to at least kinda care. He still takes the time to talk to me and like keep talking to me. Like I'm actually usually the one that stops texting back first. Maybe that means something, maybe it doesn't. You just never know with boys :P and if I ever ask if I'm annoying or boring he says no. So maybe just maybe deep down he ya know really does still want me. He just can't let himself have happiness, have me. That's one theory anyways and gosh darn it really might be true. I mean he "had" to get rid of something he really loves (us, me) because of his schedule. I dunno I just don't think that that is very healthy. He doesn't even have all that much fun anymore. He's gonna end up burned out. That is, if he isn't there already....
I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited. But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it. I had hoped you would see my face and that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over. I know that I just used this lyric last time, but it has really gotten to me. I'll probably have a situation like this sooner or later...
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