Sometimes I remember I have a blog. Sometimes I even write in it. Sometimes I need someone to listen, but no one in particular, and preferably an unbiased and completely separate third-person party. Sometimes I don't actually need anyone to say anything back to me. Just be there. My shoulder to cry on, figuratively speaking.
Why is it that when I'm trying so desperately hard to stay single, THAT'S when guys are interested?
And how come the one I decide to fall for doesn't feel the same?
Why do things like this happen? Not just to me, but to anyone?
The only conclusion I've come close to all night is that staying single is the best idea I've ever had, so why not stick with it for a little while? I would make a promise to myself and say, "okay, no serious relationships in my last year of high school" but I would do exactly that. Have a serious relationship. Simply because I do what I'm told not to, even when I tell myself.
And THIS is why I can't be in a relationship. I need to work on myself, and who wants to hear this anyway?
Sigh. "Love."
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