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Well, Internet, it's been a while.

I'm sick today, so I thought I would blog to my little heart's content. Besides, there has been alot thats happened! :0

Well, first of all, Fiddy.
Hoo boy, where do I start?

First, let me start with the other girl. Let's call her Hollister.

Okay, so, long story short, I ended up being further convinced that Fiddy liked me. We started talking more, we shared hot chocolate at one of the football games....
and okay, maybe I started to like him too.

...Okay! So I totally started liking him back! I admit it!
At least, I thought it was back. But later I was convinced that it was more me than him. Because, when little miss Hollister comes around and tells him that she likes him, he forgets I'm even alive!
All the staring stops, he stops talking to me, all of that! Like I was chopped liver or something!

I was upset about it for a little while, but I got over it in about 2 weeks, 3 weeks tops.
What? That's much better considering the time I spent getting over Ricky Bobby.
I was actually very proud of myself.

And, yeah, Fiddy and Hollister became inseprable over those 3 to 4 weeks. They talked on the phone all the time, they talked between classes (don't ask how I know, I have sources! haha), flirted during lunch. They even slow-danced during homecoming. It killed me to watch, even as I was getting over it.

Then, out of the blue last week, he texts her and tells her he just wants to be friends. Totally out of the blue. I didn't understand, they were so close. I hear that Hollister is still totally heartbroken over it, and her status updates on myspace show it.
Then, thinking back, I realized that in the last few weeks of their 'thing', maybe the last two, Fiddy started staring at me again. Like, alot. As much as he did before. And he started finding excuses to come near me, even if he didn't talk to me. Just like before!

My best friend helped me figure this out, she watches him during every 5th period (her, me, and Fiddy have this class together) and she says he looks at me every chance he gets. And I believe her too, because there will be times that I happend to glance up at him (not volunarily, like if there was a person near him talking, I would look over at that side of the room and accidentally look at him) and he would be staring me down. It kind freaks me out. Like, how long had he been looking?
It makes me nervous when guys look at me. D:
I get all shaky and clumsy...it's embarrassing! Dx

So....yeah. I can't help but feel bad for Hollister. He dumped her exactly like he dumped me. :/
And I've felt that before. Not good at all.

Buuuuut, I'm proud to say, I don't like anybody at the moment.
:]]

It's too much work. Plus, I thought it over a long time, and guys just aren't worth it at this age. Espacially the guys at my school. I swear, they're the worst. I wouldn't date any of them.
They're all hot jerks.
No, jerks isn't the word for them.
They're dicks.

And then the ones that aren't are either weird, stalkerish, or saints that wouldn't kiss anyone until after they're married.

Can't there just be any decent guys in this lame state?
Ones that aren't taken?
Or gay?
Please? D:

That reminds me, I just started the Twilight series two weeks ago. It is absolutely incredible. And, let me tell you, I don't read unless I find an incredible page-turner, and boy, was this a page-turner. I couldn't put the first one down. It was about 600+ pages, and I finished it in less than a week. I let my best friend borrow it, and she finished it in 2 and a half days.
It's not cliche at all, like I thought it would be. Stephenie Meyer is an amazing author, and if you love Romance/Action movies or books, you will love Twilight. Just read the first book, you definately won't be disappointed. :]]



xo Hopeless Romantic

Labels: freshman year

Hey internetttt.

So, I was talking to one of my girlfriends about Fiddy (lets call her Jessica Simpson....don't ask. she just looks like her. xD ) and she just happens to be very good friends with him. Beforehand, I had asked her who she wanted to go to Homecoming with, and afterwards, she asked me the same question. Feeling a bit under pressure, I said maybe Fiddy. But I also said I wasn't completely sure, and that I only though maybe because I thought that maybe he liked me. (Heck, I'm pretty sure he does.)
So she thought it was totally adorable and everything, and she said that she would talk to him about me. Without saying that I brought him up and everything, of course.
That was about a week ago.

Then, last night at the home football game, we talked about it.
She said it was 'still a maybe' and that 'he wasn't sure about it because he thinks that it would be awkward' since we 'never talk', and he didn't think I 'liked him at all'.
And so I was like, 'Oh, thats it?? No problem!' And so I text him, right then and there, thinking 'I'm good at getting to know people by texting them!'
Well, there was two problems with this theory.

1. He didn't even answer.
2. Now he probably thinks I'm a freak, because I never talk to him at school, but then out of the blue I suddenly text him. Yeah, smooth.

I even told Jessica Simpson about the 'not answering' part. She thought it was stupid too.
Now, it's not even like I haven't tried or anything. Because I have, and he didn't even do anything. If anything, I think it made matters worse.
Besides, if he doesn't even want to go with me, I'd rather not go with him.I'd rather he really seriously asked me because he wanted to go with me, not because I was last resort. He also said he doesn't know if he really wants to go with anyone, because he wants to go stag. Okay, then go!
It's not like I'm going to die if I don't get asked to Homecoming, espacially by him. Quite honestly, I don't care. It's not like I'm in love with him or anything. If he likes me, okay. (By the way, she said he didn't like me like that, but I still think he does, whether he wants to admit it or not.) So, he needs to make up his mind.
Personally, I think it would be alot more fun and have alot less pressure to not have a date. You know, to be the girl nobody can have. Oooooh. It even sounds cool.
xo Hopeless Romantic

Labels: freshman year

Hey internet.


So.......you'll never believe this.

Well, actually, after the last news, this isn't that shocking. BUT-
My best friend actually informed me about this one. I hadn't noticed at all.

So, there's a new guy. Lets call him Amazon.
You know how I said Fiddy put me as his number 5 on myspace??
Well, that was on Wednesday. Supposedly, at the same exact time, he AND Amazon added me to their top friends as their number 5.

Um, Internet. Me and Amazon talk every once in a few months. Maybe. I have no classes with him, we've never been that close at all. He's one of the hottest guys in the whole school, too. All the girls are all over him.
This is why I find this weird. Espacially since they did it at the same time....

I think they're really up to something.
Whatever it is, I'm not falling for it. :/

We'll see what happens.

xo Hopeless Romantic

PS: Homecoming is October 11th! My first dance!! ....I doubt I'll be asked by anyone, so good thing I have my friends. ^^;

Labels: freshman year

Holy crap, Internet.

Today, I've had two of the biggest shocks of my life.

First: Fiddy.
You know how I said I though that there was a small chance of him possibly liking me? Well, after telling my friends and everything, they acted like they didn't agree with me at all. So I was like, 'Okay, maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions and making things up.'

Um, internatz,
I got THE MOST OBVIOUS and CLEAR SIGN IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE that he likes me.
So, on myspace, he's the type of person to only put his completely close friends-like-family top friends in his top 8. Well, okay. Today, I log onto myspace. I look at my friend updates. Oh, look, Fiddy made an update to his profile. He's one of the few that did. I click to his page, curious and nonchalant. I take a good look at his profile, but I don't notice anything different (his profile is really boring, surprisingly, so I would notice. ). Then I look closer, on the right side of his profile. Hundreds of comments from girls, as usual. But hold on, he changed his top friends. Now, instead of a top 8, he has a top 5. And the first 4 'people' aren't people at all, they're a music group and three skate companies.
But wait a minute. Something was weird. For some reason, I saw a picture of myself after those 'people'. Then it hit me.

I was in Fiddy's top friends.

AND not to mention THAT...but I was the only person in his top friends.

At the time, I was on the phone with one of my best friends. And in the middle of the sentence. I was pretty much sitting there going "OH MY GOD!!!!" for a straight two minutes. Hahahah. She was like, 'What? What?!?! What's wrong?' It was great.
Anyway, yeah, that pretty much confirms it.

I can't even believe it.....the hottest guy in our grade likes me.

....What the hell do I do!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?
D:


Another shock: I made it into a band I auditioned for, and also one about 35 other people auditioned for. I made it. When I found out, I started crying. I'm still in shock. And it's a school band, so we'll be performing in front of the whole high school almost every week.


....I don't know what to do!!!! I'm freaking out about everything!!!!
Ahhhhhh!!!!!

xo Hopeless Romantic

Labels: freshman year

So, my stupid guy friend, Johnny, had to bring stupid Ricky Bobby up again.
I hadn't thought about him for so long!!! I was so mad at him.


...I also haven't cried over him in so long.
Twice today.
D:


damn, damn, damn.

excuse my french.


But seriously.
Maybe I just needed a good, last cry over him. Now that's it. I'm done crying over him.
And we'll see how long I last when he vists in December.
Yeah, thats right.

So hopefully everything heals before then, so I won't run up to him and kick him in the balls.



xo Hopeless Romantic

Labels: freshman year, ricky bobby

I'm not mad or anything. I just didn't feel like being creative with the title. hahahah

So, after pretty much 3 weeks of being back to school, I realized this.

My heart is pretty much completely healed, and I'm rearing to move on. :]

Thats right, I said rearing.
Cause I'm fly like that.

Anyway, I don't like anyone completely yet, but I have my eye on a few people:
Robby.
A boy I'll call Korea. 'Cause that's where he's from.
And a little playboy I'll call Fiddy, because he acts like some skater-wannabe-gangster. But he's not even close. ;]

You already know about Robby....but, let's talk about Korea!
He's an amazingly hot/cute foreign exchange student. I swear, he's so hot, he could be a k-pop star! D':
And, for some reason, I'm just really attracted to him. It's a little challenging to talk to him, though. hahaha. More later on him!

Then, Fiddy. So, I don't really like him, I'm just attracted to him. Which I shouldn't be, even though he's my type (look-wise). Its just that I liked him last year before Ricky Bobby, and in the process, I tried to get closer to him. Only then did I realize who he really is.
He's a conceited, cocky, completely self centered jerk that only cares about himself feelings-wise. He's shallow and only dates girls that are 'hot' and doesn't care about their personality at all, and he acts like he is God's gift to teenage girls. Um, FYI, Fiddy: the Jonas Brothers are God's gift to teenage girls. Time to accept it.
Anyway, long story short, he's horrible. I mean, don't get me wrong, he's completely hot. Nobody should be allowed to be as hot as he is. I mean, he's not Joe Jonas hot, but he's pretty close. It's too bad his personality gets him nowhere with girls.

So, why did I name him in the first place??
Well, all my friends are saying all signs point to him liking me.
And get this. They want me to get even with him!! As in, break his heart like he did to those girls before!
Kind of like in John Tucker Must Die. Actually, he's quite the equivalent to John Tucker. Hmmm...actually, he could be a John Tucker clone.

But anyway, I could never break someone's heart on purpose. Espacially since I just experienced the same thing.
I could never put someone through that on my part. I just couldn't.



So we'll see what happens next. ;]

xo Hopeless Romantic

Labels: freshman year

Hey Internet!

So......I sort of lied. hahahah. I tried to write a blog before, but my computer crapped out.

And- thats right! School has started. Today was the second day of school.
We have an insane number of new kids this year. Seriously! The first day, I could have gotten whiplash from trying to look at all of them. xD

And theres TONS of new hot guys. Annnnnd, guess what? There was a guy that used to go to our school way back in Elementary and then left, but now he's back. I had a huge crush on him in 3rd grade, and I haven't seen him in 6 years!
ummm, internet...

HE. IS. SO. HOT.

I mean, he went from a cute little boy to a FIIIINE PIECE OF TEENAGE BOY CAKE. D; wow.
And I'm not sure, but maybe there might be a possibility of a re-crush. :O
Just in case, lets call him Robby. ;D

And theres another new guy thats gotten my slight possible interest....lets call him Jerry. He wants to be a musician when he's older, kinda like me! And he's cute and dresses great.

I don't have a crush on anyone yet, but I'll keep you updateddd.

xo Hopeless Romantic

Labels: freshman year

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