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Hey there, Internet.

It's been a little while. I've been dying to update, but I've been waiting for something good to come up. Well, I waited too long, and now I have too much. Let's see if I can summarize it for you (but you know me, this entry will probably be novel-length, regardless).

My birthday was really good! No party or anything, although Best Friend Rose tried to plan a surprise party for me. I say tried because nobody was able to come, which she was really upset about. Oh well, it's the thought that counts, right? Just the fact that she planned everything and sent out invitations and everything means the world. Best Friend Rose is called Best Friend Rose for a reason, folks.

The morning of my birthday, I got woken up by my entire family coming into my room at 7:00 to sing 'Happy Birthday' to me. It was awesome. I was half-asleep for part of it, and I probably had drool on my face still, but it was awesome. They gave me a cupcake with a candle, but only one, since they said they couldn't fit 17 in it. I read all the birthday cards they gave me. They were so sweet, all 5 of them, and by the last one, I was crying. I got cash and an iTunes giftcard (hell yeah!). Then, I proceeded to watch My Super Sweet 16 (I thought the irony was amusing). And then later that day, we all went to Red Lobster, my most favorite restaurant in the world.

So, yes, my birthday was pretty mellow, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

Now, what else? Ah. Let's go back to Best Friend Rose. So, I think I should just stop blogging about my friends relationships for good, because I think I'm somehow jinxing them. Two days after I blogged about Rose and Freshman boy/Jakey Wakey, they broke up. Two days. They were so close to their Two month anniversary, and they broke up.

Rose said she was starting to feel the age difference between them, which was understandable. She also said that he told her he loved her, and she didn't love him. That surprised me, because I was under the impression that they were madly in love, or if too soon for that, madly in like. They were so inseparable, so attached at the hip.

But, Rose admitted to me that she only thought she liked him because he liked her first. She was flattered, and she was so caught up in the excitement and rush of starting a new relationship that she didn't see any problems. Problems like, for one, their large age difference, which is 2 years, and the fact that their personalities clashed. She also mentioned that he was immature, which was also understandable. She admitted that she didn't love him like he loved her, and staying in the relationship would be unfair to him.

Freshmeat was/is apparently very upset by the breakup, and Rose mentioned that while she was breaking up with him, he begged her to give him a second chance, that he needed her, and that he could change. Talk about messy.

Despite the messiness of their breakup, I'm proud of Best Friend Rose. Most people would have just let the relationship drag on, leading the guy on. I'm proud of her for coming to make that decision and doing it for a very mature and unselfish reason. I believe our Rosey is starting to grow up, Internet. (Kidding, kidding. She's been grown up for quite a while, now.) I couldn't be prouder.

How about Jazz, you say? Well, I have good news. Jazz and Johnny are on much better terms. They aren't best friends again yet, but I'm sure they'll get there soon enough. It will probably take a while for me to get used to him again, especially after all the things he put her through. But, I'll give him credit, he did apologize to Jazz and admit that he'd been a royal jackass. About time.

As for me...well. Let's just say I haven't rescued kittens from any burning buildings lately. Or from any trees, either. The most adventure I've had lately was going prom dress shopping with Rose in the capital city mall. Though that was pretty fun.

I've mostly just been taking it easy, with reading and writing, and focusing on school at the same time. After all, the last few weeks before summer vacation are the hardest to stay focused. I've just got to concentrate on the day-to-day things, and hopefully everything will go by faster.

And during the weekends, I should mix things up a little, I suppose. I'll admit, I follow regular schedules easily and sometimes find myself following the same patterns every day. I should change it up. And maybe someday, something exciting will happen. Thanks, Sapphire! (Note to self: collect every comment from Sapphire ever made on blog and put them together in a How-to book.)

This entry was still miles long. Oh well, I tried.

Until next entry, I'll try not to be too boring. ♥

xo Hopeless Romantic

Picture taken by Miro42.

Labels: breakup, making up, sophomore year

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