I'm trying to hate him. Or ignore him. Or just not think of him the majority of the day. So far, over the week, it seems to be working. I point out his flaws, the little he has, and blow them way out of line. It's kind of sad, and sort of sick, that humans get pleasure out of someone else's flaws or weaknesses. Anyway, slowly but surely, I'm trying to, and hopefully am, ignoring him and/or forgetting him and how he effects me.
Nothing interesting happens in my life anymore. I can only talk to you about my 'drama' and ideas and hopes and dreams and plans. Which leads me to my next paragraph.
Fashion. Def: a popular trend, esp. in styles of dress and ornament or manners of behavior. Example: his hair is cut in the latest fashion. I am totally into it. For example, friday went with my sister to the mall, Ross, JC Penny, and deb, and I found some adorable dresses. I ended up finding one my sister absolutely adored, but she wasn't allowed to wear it because of her BF. Blech. Anyway, then, on the way out, I found some really cute clothes. Then through out the whole mall, I figured out a whole outfit under thirty bucks. For me, that's cheap. Haha. Sad right? I like expensive things. What can I say? Well right now I am going through my favorite shops, online of course, and writing down what I want where it's from and the price. So that I can figure out how much I need to earn before I can get any of it. I'm trying to earn my own money. I've been saving up. The only thing I've bought in almost six months has been a bag if skittles. Oh snap! ahhaa. I'll give you an update on how that's going later before I head to bed.
Six months is almost here for John and I(: . And it might not seems important to you, but to me, it's big. The last relationship I had that lasted long(nine months) was with him-pushing it out of my mind- so this is feeling like whiplash. It seems like it was only a month ago that he'd asked me out. Haha. Whoa dude. I can;t get it out of my head. Ironic thing is, our two month was on valentines day, and our six month will be five days before my birthday. I just think that's weird. But also a bit funny. He might be coming over thursday. Not sure yet.
Au revoir(:
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