superficial entries… march on. err, rock on.

Yeah… so methinks Brian likes Becca. Scratch that. Totally wasn’t just the four of us. Olivia, Nicole, and Becca. Clarinet player Rebecca. She’s cool. Too bad I think Brian loves her. *sad* And guess what… he’s taller than me. We thought he was shorter, and it’s just not true. He’s the slightest bit taller than me.

Back to the search for possible homecoming dates. Bah.

The good news is, I’m burnt. Well, that’s not good news. Uhh, but the GOOD news is, my shorts line? Yeah it’s fading fast. I burnt the top of my thighs. *yeah no sunscreen on legs* Of course, that probably wasn’t the brightest of ideas, but that’s ok. Overall, we had a lot of fun. There was this one huge inner-tube slide thing. Lastest at least 20 minutes by the time you were stopped in small pools along the way. It was fun getting stuck and all trying to grab onto eachother. Fun stuff.

Are we seeing how I’m sort of in a dead mood? This is a totally superficial entry. Makes me incredibly sad. Plus I really have nothing thrilling to say. (seems to be a trend as of late) I think I’m just exhausted after four million hours of band, and then being in the sun all day. You know? Yeah. I think that’s it. Totally drained physically and… well… you know how the sun saps all your energy somehow? *nods head*

My goal for this year (socially) is to date someone. Well, I keep having near experiences… chances of hope keep coming along… but they never seem to work out, now do they. Bah. I can’t decide whose fault it is. Mine or theirs. Or maybe it’s my pickiness. Or theirs. Or maybe I’m sounding really stupid right now, and should go back and read that really wonderful entry about how there’s nothing wrong with me, it’s just no one likes me. And it’s not their fault, nor mine. That’s just how it is. But I don’t feel like having that attitude at the moment. I feel like pitying myself, so that’s what I’m going to do. *pities self*

He’s not really what I want anyway. I would look horrible with a blond. *scrunches up nose* And yes, he’s a great guy… really nice and all that. But we’re really nothing alike? Not quite the personality that would mesh extremely well with me, I don’t think. I want a relatively tall intellectual musical Christian male with dark hair and light eyes, a warped sense of humor that fits with my own, and who will take me out and just watch stars for two hours, and consider it a date. A nerd, but not a geeky nerd. Is that too much to ask for? (yes, of course it is) And if anyone leaves me a note saying, “I’m sorry, grrl, but that man would be gay”, I think I’m going to scream.

*stares at screen with rather blank and glazed over look* I feel far away. Tired.

Being

~swept away in the boring parts of life~

@~>~>-dreamergrrl

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