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Saturday, January 31, 2009 | 1:03 PM | 0Comment

Hello, Internet!

Yes, I am back. Moving has interesting side-effects, and one of ours happened to be that our internet didn't work for nearly a month.

Haha, yeah. It sucked.

But during this process I found that this house isn't that bad after all. I've actually come to like it alot. :]]

As for love updates...well, I'll sum it up for you.
Best friend Rose dated a 19 year old for a grand total of 5 days, and then a few weeks later she saw a guy at a coffee shop in a small town she went to and claimed to have fallen in love with him in the short time she saw him...so Rose went back to the coffee shop the next day, and he wasn't there. She's still wallowing.

I mean, honestly, I sympatize with her, but...I'm almost absolutely sure that falling in love doesn't happen that quickly. Maybe I'm not the one to talk, since I've never fallen in love at first sight, or known anyone that has with a maturity level above mine, but really. She can tend to overexaggerate things, and this might be one of them.
Well, she saw him on a Monday, so she's going back next Monday.

I'll tell you how that one goes, Internet.

As for me, nothing yet. I'm just waiting for a new guy to come, because I think we all know by now that I'm not taking a chance with any of the tools at my school.

So I'll just wait,

And wait.

.....Still waiting.

xo Hopeless Romantic

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Thursday, January 8, 2009 | 5:05 PM | 0Comment

Hey Internet.

So, I decided, I'll be okay.
I'm still kind of devastated about moving, but I realize it's something I can't control.
We went to see the house we're gonna rent, and it wasn't bad. I didn't hate it. It was actually kind of nice.
But it just didn't feel like home.
And then I thought about it, and really...this house may seem like home now because of all the time spend in it, but without all our stuff in it, it will just be an empty house.
I was talking with my other best friend in Science today, let's call her Jazz. She said the house she lives in now didn't feel like home when she first moved in. In fact, she said she hated it. But now, she said she couldn't imagine living anywhere else.

I guess after I get settled in, it will feel better.

I'll still miss this house like crazy, though. I think there'll always be a part of me that will.

Anyway, I decided I needed to cherish the last moments I have with this house. I have four days left, and only two nights left. The thought of it makes me want to cry, but I don't want to be sad anymore. That's not how I want to remember the last days in this house. I want to get through it like normal and remember that I came out alright.

I also wanted to put lyrics in this entry, this song has helped me through the past few days. :]

"Change"
by Taylor Swift
And it’s a sad picture, the final blow hits you
Somebody else gets what you wanted again and
You know it’s all the same, another time and place
Repeating history and you’re getting sick of it
But I believe in whatever you do
And I’ll do anything to see it through
Because these things will change
Can you feel it now?
These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down
This revolution, the time will come
For us to finally win
And we’ll sing hallelujah, we’ll sing hallelujah
So we’ve been outnumbered
Raided and now cornered
It’s hard to fight when the fight ain’t fair
We’re getting stronger now
Find things they never found
They might be bigger
But we’re faster and never scared
You can walk away, say we don’t need this
But there’s something in your eyes
Says we can beat this
Because these things will change
Can you feel it now?
These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down
This revolution, the time will come
For us to finally win
And we’ll sing hallelujah, well sing hallelujah
Tonight we stand, get off our knees
Fight for what we’ve worked for all these years
And the battle was long, it’s the fight of our lives
But we’ll stand up champions tonight
It was the night things changed
Can you see it now?
These walls that they put up to hold us back fell down
It’s a revolution, throw your hands up
Cause we never gave in
And we sang hallelujah, we sang hallelujah
Hallelujah
xo Hopeless Romantic

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Thursday, January 1, 2009 | 6:48 PM | 0Comment

Hey Internet.


I ended up being alright for Christmas. The Christmas season did bring back old feelings, but I'm back to normal now.
Well, for the most part.
But now, as I try to think about him, my stomach doesn't twist into a hundred knots.
I just have to remember all the reasons why I shouldn't go back to those feelings anymore, and I should be alright.
So, rest easy, Internet. No Rickybobby-itis for meeee. :]
haha.

...But I did catch my dad's cold.
Yep. So, right now, I'm pretty miserable.
Not only on the outside, but I also got terrible news today.
Yeah. On the first day of the freakin' new year.

You know...the thing about recessions is that everyone is effected, but some worse than others.
I'm very sorry to say that my family's home has been foreclosed.

We've lived in this house for two years. Only two Christmases, two summers, two birthdays...
I have to say, I'm extremely jealous of those people out there that have lived in a house their whole lives. I have a small complex with moving. I hate it so much. I've moved seven times in my lifetime.
I just hate the feeling of putting your entire being into a place, the place that you put all of your belongings and comfort in...and then just leaving it all behind. Those halls you walk everyday, the windows you look out of, the carpet that squishes underneath your feet...and then all of a sudden you leave it forever.

I just hate it. I hate losing things, I hate change.

And the thing I hate most is that, if a land lord was taking it from us because of the amount we paid him, we could find a way to pay him better and stay here. Or if my parents found a better house, I could convince them to stay.
But this is out of our control. The government is taking this house from our land lord (we rented) and putting it up for auction. Us, and four other houses on our street. There's nothing any of us can do about it.

It's sickening. I feel robbed.
This is our home, and somebody is taking it from us, giving us no choice but to move out of it within a month.

I've pretty much been crying for 4 hours straight. I couldn't eat dinner.
You know, this is one of those things that happens where, you don't think it could ever happen to you, but then you realize it could when it's too late.
I realize there are less fortunate people out there that this recession is hurting, and I realize much worse could have happened...but it's still so hard.

Sorry, I just had to vent. It helped a little.

Here's to hoping your 2009 starts out better than mine.

xo Hopeless Romantic

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