I guess a portion of me is jealous.
Like maybe I'm thinking, "Hey, how come she's getting away with that, but I was given hell for the same thing then?Not fairrrrr......"
Or "Why didn't I have the chance to take pictures together...?why does she get to leave evidence of what is all over??"
yes, whine whine whine.I know.
the real situation doesn't actually bother me; I think it's more of the comparison to my current state of status.
state of status.
I kinda hope I meet her one day. I kinda hope I never meet her.
Yknow, in case she turns out to be the fun, smart, witty, brilliant, just-as-hot-in-real-life person she's been made out to be by them.him.her.
Coz THEN what would I do? I'd have to like her! and golly here I am trying to squeeze evidence of a reason to not like her.
haha. twisted soul.
the screwed up messy headed one.
Upon the update weeks later: "oh. ok.sorry to hear that..*grin* "