So that was a bit of a result because we got to the second job much quicker which was a result because we got home earlier than we'd expected. Which meant more time for iTunes and MSN!
Now, other things going on in my life at the moment:
- No love life/lack of.
- Extreamly low self asteem.
- Depression in general.
I'll start with the last one just to be different. Depression. How can explain this? I always get this badly after looking a people's new pics from the latest wild drunken party they've been to. I always think "Why is it never me putting those sort of pictures up?". It should be illegal to have that much fun in one night. Seriously - i kid you not. I soooo want to go to those sort of parties, or just parties in general to be honest because my life really does suck at times.
Number 2 problem: Extreamly low self asteem. Why am i always like this? Why can't i take a compliment and believe it at the same time? Why can't i not be so self-concious all the time? ARRRRRGH! I so want to be remembered as 'the pretty one' or 'the party animal' or something like that because those sort of people are always popular. Why do i always have to care what people think of me? I so want to be super confident.
And last but not least the most irritating of all my problems: The Love Life (or lack of it). There is someone but i won't reveal their identity for reasons being that i don't want people to know who it is. I think about him all the time, and when i say all the time i mean ALL the time. Everything i think about always goes back to him - i can't stop myself. Seriously, this is getting bad. Not bad, bad, but you know, bad. Bad as in I-shouldn’t-be-thinking-about-him-in-that-way-because-he’s-got-to-be-my-closest-friend. He IS my closest friend. Bar none (except from Alice because she’s my closest girlfriend.) I so want him like, proper badly, (that’s good English, isn’t it?) but it would never be the same again because when we break up I would never be able to see him with another girl because I’d be ridiculously jealous that I once had that and that now she knows everything about him, and I have to share him as a best friend, because that’s what he is to me. A best friend. I don’t want to treat him like a piece of dirt you’d find in the bottom of your shoe because he so doesn’t deserve it, but at the same time I don’t know what to do about this dilemma. Do I go out with him and make the possible future situations more awkward than they will be already, OR do I keep him as a best friend and keep him dangling like a teabag on a string forever more? It’s so not fair because I shouldn’t be treating him this way and leading him a merry dance if I’m not going to do anything about it and yet I still don’t want him to stop like ‘liking’ me because I think I might love him.
Woah. Where did that come from?
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