* ever so sweet *
i just found a friend . . . in one of your lies, to treat me so nice.
i just need a place to not be seen.
2003-11-02 : 10:52 p.m.
so much time. / so little to do.
strike that, reverse it . . .


i return, needing a semi-more-distant place to vent. i return. again. and again. and again.

i don't think broc understands. i know he reads my xanga, but i think he missed my obvious hints at my not liking him anymore. i mean, hello. the entry all about ben? what the hell did he think that was about? come on. give me some credit here.

so of course, when i think in the perspective of him still thinking i like him, and i look back at all the things said and done towards him . . . it all just emphasizes me liking him. he doesn't know that i flirt with most ALL of my male friends. and that i treat him exactly the same as i do all of them.

so.

i don't know. what should i do? just tell him? 'hey you know what, i don't like you that way anymore, so chill.'? hmm. oh well.

its just a big wierd situation.

in other news, me and kenzie are in the process of getting all primped and shit cause tony is going to call us to hang out here in a bit. tony is so fucking gorgeous. no joke. he's got big brown eyes, and sexy emoboy-style hair and cool tattoos and mmm . . . he's just a real biscuit.

i ran into him at wilkerson today. i turned around in time to make eye contact and he smiled, and said 'hey! how's it going?'

and i melted. right then and there.

damn boys and their power over me.

ealier i found myself in a true emo moment. i needed to escape the chaos of the room, so i went and curled up in the bathtub, in the dark. i am so lame. but oh well. it felt bad in a good way. i guess.

past. : present. : future.