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The Biggest Reason I Need A Car.}
Wednesday, January 27, 2010 | 5:32 PM | 0Comment


Internet.

Shoot me. Shoot me now. 'Why', you say? 'Why would I do that? You're a sixteen year old, and still have the rest of your life ahead of you!'

Well, Internet. If my dad continues to repel boys from me, I might as well just stop here.

Let me explain.

So, today I went to the bookstore with my parents. I was going so I could get the last book in the Mortal Instruments series (which I wholly and completely recommend, by the way. Incredible books). So anyway, we get there, and I venture off to find this last book. I find it, and I go to the magazine section to meet up with the parents.

On the way, however, I pass by the manga aisle. There in that manga aisle was the most gorgeous teenage male I've ever seen. My exact type. Longish scene-hair, tall, and skinny jean-wearing. As soon as I saw him, I literally stopped in my tracks and just stared. It was a good thing he wasn't looking, because my face probably resembled this: >:O

So anyway, I pull myself together and keep walking, and as I pass by this boy, I can feel him looking at me. Looking. At me!!!

And I'm very excited about that. So, after I meet up with my parents, I tell them I'm going to go look at the manga. I go back to the manga aisle, and hot guy's still there. So I stand five feet away from him, pretending like I'm looking for a particular manga. I'm SUPER nervous. My hands are shaking, and my heart is pounding. I don't even remember the last time I felt like this. Then again, I don't even remember the last time I saw someone so attractive.

I feel him glance up, and he holds his gaze on me. My heart starts pounding ever louder. Should I talk to him? Is he going to talk to me? What should I do?

When he looks away, I look at him again. God, he is so hot. I look away when he looks up, and we do this about two more times. Then finally, he stands up from the floor he's sitting on, and I feel him look at me again.

Oh God, I think. Oh God. He's going to talk to me.

By the way, this entire time, there's this undeniable tension in the air between us. I hate to sound cliche, but really, you could cut it with a knife. My heart races faster, and-

BAM. My dad comes OUT OF NOWHERE and goes, all the while pointing hugely, "Oh, HI honey! There you are! Hey, (insert mom's name here)! I FOUND HER. NO, SHE'S RIGHT HERE." I wrote that in capslock because it was that obnoxious and loud.

I reluctantly look at hot guy, and he's already walking out of the aisle, if not power-walking. He'd probably jog away, or even sprint if he could. I grimace.

This was the only attractive male I'd seen in months. Months. And I don't remember the last time I was this embarrassed about anything. If there were a window anywhere near that manga aisle, I'd probably jump out of it. I could not get out of that bookstore fast enough.

If I had been at that bookstore by myself, this would have never happened. Hot guy maybe would have talked to me, and I would have at LEAST got the chance to embarrass myself some OTHER way. Or at least find out his name. For God's sake, I didn't even find out his name!

But no. I'm sixteen and I still have to rely on my parents to drive me places! Places where they have to go with me! I'm sixteen, dammit, not twelve! I'm old enough to drive now, I should have my license! It's my ticket to freedom!

Freedom from the house! Freedom from un-walkable long distances! Freedom from embarrassing dads that scare boys away from me!

I'm even more determined to get my license now. I'm starting my driving classes ASAP. My love life and mental state of being depend on it!
xo Hopeless Romantic

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Just a minor obsession.}
Thursday, January 7, 2010 | 11:47 AM | 0Comment


Hey, internet!

Happy New Year! Ah, my first blog post in 2010. 2009 was really boring for me, but I'm okay with that. It's better than having a crappy year, right?

It's a new decade, can you believe it? Ten years ago.....I was in Kindergarten. Hah. My, how things have changed. Especially in the past year. And I think it's time I fess up about something: I have a new obsession.
Well, not super new. It's actually been three months. But I think it's time I talk about it.

This Hopeless Romantic is obsessed with Tokio Hotel.

Never heard of them, you say? Well you could leave the page and Google them, but that takes too long, so I'll just do you a favor and tell you about them. They're a largely successful band from Germany, and their first album came out in 2005. They're huge in Europe. Huge.

Bill Kaulitz and Tom Kaulitz, the lead singer and the guitarist, are identical twins. Not to mention the beautiful twins I've ever laid my eyes on. Georg is the bassist, and Gustav is the drummer. They record songs in German and English.
The past three months, they're all I've been able to think about. I've never been this obsessed over a band. Never.
Not even when I went through my Jonas Brothers phase when I was 15 (by the way, Best friend Rose isn't too happy that I'm not obsessed with JB anymore. I liked them when they weren't so commercial, but now that Disney mickey moused all over them, they're not the same. A little disappointing, actually.)! And I'm especially obsessed with Bill. Oh my God, his voice. His hair. Oh my God.

One of my goals in 2010 is to see them live. They're amazing live, and I even watched the live online stream of the EMA's during my school hours just to watch their performance and see them win Best Group, which I had spent hours upon hours voting for online with the other fans.

I. Love. This. Band.

So while I waste my life away doing Homeschooling, at least I have something to look forward to and be passionate about. Despite being locked in my house all the time, I've already made friends with fans from all over the world because of it. I almost feel like a normal teenager again. Tokio Hotel makes all this time by myself worth it.

So far, this New Year has been great. Here's to hoping that all of you have a wonderful 2010.

xo Hopeless Romantic

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