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I was put in the fucking friend zone. THE FRIEND ZONE. THE FRIEND ZONE.
What is this fuckery? I have done everything possible. I have dropped hints, I have called you cute, I even read text messages you sent to our mutual friends about how you wanted to start “talking” but didn’t know how. That was a little less than a month ago.
Then I finally begin to like you, and you tell me “yeah, i love being around you because you’re just like hanging out with one of the guys”.
today completely sucked, and I almost cried this morning when I saw him with her. I’m not naming names, but all I have to say is that it hurt more than I ever thought it would. At least he cared enough to ask if I was okay and give me a real hug instead of one of those awkward ones… I know he still cares, but I guess he’s ready to move on.
Taylor came over after school and we went for a run, which felt really good. It’s been a while since I’ve gone on one. She’s gonna start coming over everyday, and we’re gonna get toned for summer. I’ve been working out steadily for the past few weeks now, and I can already see a 2 pack forming. I guess riding helps too, but still. It’s nice to see some little form of improvement.
Hopefully this week will get better. I’m tired of being in this funk..
Went fishing with Jason & Adam after school today(:
I finally caught something! After going with them for the past 3 weeks, I finally caught me a little 2 pound bass. It wasn’t much, but it was still something.
I’ve realized that, in all honesty, I’m really happy to just have my guys. They’re there for me through thick and thin, I don’t have to worry about impressing them, and they’re just… great to be around. They don’t give me that awkward pressure to be cute or anything like that.
"In the South, the breeze blows softer… neighbors are friendlier, nosier, and more talkative. (By contrast with the Yankee, the Southerner never uses one word when ten or twenty will do).This is a different place.Our way of thinking is different, as are our ways of seeing, laughing, singing, eating, meeting and parting. Our walk is different, as the old song goes, our talk and our names. Nothing about us is quite the same as in the country to the north and west. What we carry in our memories is different, too and that may explain everything else."
Kyle still likes me. A lot. And he hasn’t been at school all week… I kinda have a feeling I’m the reason why, but then again he’s been really stressed out. I miss having him around, but I guess it’s better off if we just don’t date… I dunno.
Tim is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Not really, but he’s close. He’s such a southern gentleman, and I’ve had the biggest crush on him for forever now. The only problem is that I really don’t want to get serious with anyone right now, and that’s exactly where he’ll be headed.. but I’ve already started “talking” to him and I keep telling him that I really don’t want anything serious. I guess he understands, but I have a feeling he’s going to want to try and change my mind, and it’s just not happening.
Joseph is just… gah. Perf. I don’t even know what to do with this child. I guess I’m hitting my rebel stage, because he’s totally different than any of the other guys I’ve dated. He’s a total cutie, a total gentleman, but he still wants to just have fun unlike everyone else. He’s been walking me to most of my classes, and even drove out of his way to take me home today. The only problem is, everyone’s hating the idea of me dating him. Except for Taylor, God love her. But apparently he’s a “trouble child” just because he’s not afraid to be open and honest and tell you how he really thinks, and he used to party a lot. Now he’s actually passing all his classes, he doesn’t smoke anymore, and he’s been doing a really good job about staying out of trouble. Why can’t he break the mold and actually be a good kid? No one else has seen the side of him that I’ve seen… Ugh.
Well. I’m in major trouble… But I can’t help it. He’s just too stinkin’ adorable.
I’m pretty sure he’s the most perfect country boy I have ever come across.
And trust me… I have come across MANY.
He’s got that deep voice with that low southern twang. He’s a hard worker and knows where his priorities lie: God, family, friends. He was born in raised right here in the heart of Georgia. His mama’s as sweet as can be and raised him to treat a woman with respect, and his daddy’s a preacher and serves the Lord’s word just right. He can sing when he tries, and boy can he just tear up that banjo and guitar. His hands are rough with work, but can have the tenderest touch♥
And somehow, I have managed to catch his eye and actually have a chance with him.