Sunday, August 17, 2008

31: fifth wheel

I overreact, as in seriously overreact. The guy I like, likes, and only will ever like, that one person [perfect, popular, pretty, can't hate a single thing about her, perfect person] who is so obviously not and will never be M E. So now I am trying not to care. I am thinking of the [not so but coping] bright [aka horribly dark and completely terrifying] future. FUTURE OVERREACTION CASE (s)

#!) life or death situation. I'm about to get hit by a truck while the love of his life (which is probably since we're in the future now his girlfriend) is about to fall down the stairs and break her leg... or skull.. whatever. Who does he chose to save? O  M  G :| .... her .
(ME? I am rolling around my grave... alone)

#b) a more reasonable situation. She's sick and he doesn't have a partner for uh... something... like taking care of a flour baby (HAH) so he choses me (as a ok... makes sense to pick you resort) then mid way of whatever (flour baby whatever) she's all better! then he swaps partners or ditches me in the project to attend to her leaving me alone

#tres) we're playing during recess, I hurt myself like my ankle or something and I can't stand up, he's worried yeah sure he attends to me too and stuff yeah yeah, THEN some people pass by and tell him "dude dude your girlfriend pulled a muscle, she can't stand up, she's seriously hurt man" and then he's like OH EM GEE! and runs to her aid leaving me there.... also can't stand. So I obviously go help myself, like I USUALLY do... alone










Yeah maybe I'm just overreacting. And I will get over it (i hope)

Feelings : MAD ANGRY UPSET FRUSTRATED USED MISERABLE DISAPPOINTED and more of the weird things that you cant explain and totally hate

Ms. fed and giving up

1 comment:

anisha said...

one word, justine. WOW.