Well, I never got a reply from Matt, and he has not sought me out at school, so I'm just going to take that as a "I don't like you and you frighten me." kind of a message. Oh well, carry on to greener, less shy pastures; that is, if any exist. There is a guy who might be checking me out at lunch, but I don't really feel like doing any pursuing. Hooray I'm lazy about everything.
Speaking in that general line of thought, my mum has gotten me a therapist. She's supposed to just be helping me with being organized and schoolwork... But I kindof want to talk to her about other things... just as an actual living breathing outlet, as much as I like you blog, you tend to not be flesh and blood and all those other nifty things that people are. But you are anonymous (more or less) which I like.
Also, a weird thing Scout and I noticed over the weekend: Now-a-days, I flinch whenever kendra touches me. It happened just today, her elbow brushed my arm and I jumped away (Not enough to make a scene, but enough that I wasn't in bump range anymore.) I guess I've just made her anathema in my mind, so that being stern or possibly un-friending her (not in the facebook sense) will be easier. As sad as it may sound, I am very good at not being people's friend anymore. It's just something that I understand. You slowly (or suddenly) stop spending time with that person, outside of school is the first to go of course, because that's the easiest. Then in school you start finding ways to spend time away from that person. Projects are hard to work around, especially if you don't have many friends. You might stop hearing them say hello to you, stop noticing them in the hall, make no attempt to contact them. And some other things I've probably forgotten... and then shazam! You are down a friend. Congratulations, you no longer have to confront any sort of problems in any of your relationships ever again.Good for you. Good for me. Good for all of us pansy-types out there.
Thankfully though, I have some pretty fucking awesome friends so I won't have to do this anytime soon. (except for Kendra of course, but Scout wants to stay friends with Kendra, so I'll stick things out too.)
Also, I watch Stark Trek: next generation the other night. Capt. Kirk got turned into an 12 year old. IT WAS SOOOOOO adorable. Especially considering he had an English accent and then threw a fake tantrum. Man, I really need to start watching more of that show. Perhaps I'll finally figure out our DVR and record it.
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