[04 Jan 2002|4:43am]
[ mood|depressed ]
[ music|"blurry" - puddle of mudd ]
I know I haven't written in a little while, but I've had no real
ambition. Lately I've just been really thinking, and watching TV,
and trying to figure out life that I haven't really gone on the internet
at all. People are starting to get pissed cause I'm not answering
IMs or e-mails, but I guess when it comes down to it, I really don't
care, cause I'm getting really sick of people. I'm sick of trying
to hide my feelings so everyone thinks I'm a "better"
person. I'm sick of being someone I'm not. How can I be a
better person if I'm fake? And lately, I've just gotten tired of
all the bullshit that goes on, everyday. Ever since I've moved
here, it's just gotten worse. It's like I can't relate to anyone
here, and when I do, I end up losing them or messing things up, or
finding out that person wasn't who I really thought they were. I'm
tired of not having a true friend to sit and really talk to me, and try
to understand me. It's not that I don't love my friends to death,
but mostly they're guys, and let's face it, I can't really go to them
completely open and talk about whatever I want. Life just sucks
here, and even though I thought it sucked in Dunellen, I realized how
many chances I let slip by and how many people I misjudged and
underappreciated. And I've especially been thinking about the
past, and as much as I had told myself I was mature and cool, I really
was just immature and I didn't know how to handle anything. And I
still don't. Thankfully, I can look back at things and realize I
did wrong, and have the courage to try and fix it, but some things I
know I just did wrong with, and it can't be changed. And I have
the power to try and do the best for right now, because that's all that
really counts. Mostly when I say the past, I mean I've been
thinking about Jesse and Rich. I guess I idolize those two
relationships because I never really felt that way about anyone but
them. Rich of course was my first love, and I cared and still care
deeply for him. I was talking about him to my mom about him a
little while ago, and she thinks I'm retarded for still thinking and
talking about him, but when I really face it, that relationship shaped a
big part of my life. And I miss him. And as much as we fought
and as stupid as I was, I really wish we could've worked things out, now
that I look back. We were good for each other, and I know we both
screwed up, but I still love him to death and I know I'll never forget
him...even if he doesn't want to remember me. I wish I had the courage to call him and tell him that, but
based on the last time I tried that, I'm too afraid he'll just tell me
what I already know - that we just can't be together. And I couldn't
stand him telling me that again, because that broke my heart completely
last time. I know how we fought and I know it
was extremely hard with us being so far...and now even farther.
And sometimes our relationship just seemed bad - I thought I could do
much better. Little did I know how hard it is to find someone that
truly cares, and that's all I ever wanted. And when Jesse came
along, I saw something in him that I don't think anyone else saw.
Even though he doesn't exactly want to work things out, I know he cared
at one point, and I know I still care about him. He was everything
I wanted, if he could just forget trying to put that front on to make
himself seem cool. I just remember the letters he wrote to me and
all the things he told me, and I still can't believe I see him now and
he's so distant. I know he thinks I didn't really love him, I've
told him to his face and he doesn't believe me. But that's
alright, because I did love him. And I still do. I wish I
could say the right things to get through to him, but if what I tell him
with all honestly doesn't work, then only time can help.
I know this is all just me spewing all the thoughts in my head in one
big paragraph, but I feel better when I write it down. And I'm
hoping that if anyone does read this, and understands where I'm coming
from, then I've at least accomplished something. I got this really
nasty entry on my guestbook the other day that basically said I was
stupid for writing my life down. Well, personally I think whoever
wrote that (they didn't write their name or e-mail, how cool are they?)
is stupid, because at least I can write down what I feel and get it out,
and then look back at what I was doing and judge myself. I could
care less if I'm the only one that reads this, it makes me feel
better. And if you're coming to my site which is based on
everything about me and you don't like me or the things I do, then I'd
say you have too much time on your hands. And especially to write
to me about it. How pathetic can we get?
Now that my rant is done, I guess I'm gonna go into what's bothering me
most. Ugh, after a stupid, long struggle to tell Jay that I just
don't like him as a boyfriend, I finally got the nerve to sit down and
truthfully tell him how I feel, he went into this big rage and hates me
now. Which I don't understand, because he was the one who told me
that as long as I'm honest, he won't get mad. And it's not that I
was lying about liking him...I did, I just didn't want to hook up or
anything, and I knew the instant I felt weird with him hugging me
that we weren't meant to be. I'm sure he'd be a great friend, just
not anything more. It'd be great if this was my only problem with
Jay. But SINCE he hates me SOOOOOOOOOO much now, he felt the need
to tell Kristin and Jordan and Vic and pretty much everyone else at
Jay's...so now ALL THESE PEOPLE who have NO BUSINESS trying to help out
are getting pissed at me, just because I told the kid the truth.
Normally, I'd be upset about this. I even reacted at first the
normal me way, and I called Dave and told him about it, and since they
all hate Dave and threatened to shoot him if he ever set foot in Jay's
house, I told him that too. Which he found hilariously funny
because he thinks everyone at Jay's is a dirtbag. (and I'm not
arguing with him on that one anymore) He isn't worried, but what
did make me feel a little better is that he said if anyone touches me,
they're dead. And I trust Dave's word, cause he can be crazy like
that. It just felt good knowing someone had my back. And
he's not the only one, Jay Britten calls me pretty much every day and is
really starting to become a great friend. He's hung out at Jay's
longer than anyone, and yet he was the one to call me and tell me what
was going on. I really respect him for that. I don't think
I'd have the good in me to trust someone I hardly knew, and well enough
to stand up against my best friend for them, but I'm so thankful to
him. And now that I've talked to them both, and kind of got an
idea of what everyone at Jay's was planning, I had to start thinking
about what I was going to do. And basically, it's nothing. I
figure everyone at Jay's is all talk...and if they're not, then let them
come. They're being stupid and have too much time on their hands
to be worrying about everyone else. So I'm gonna do what I'm
supposed to...worry about myself first and if any problems from them do
come up, I deal with them. I really don't care anymore. I do
have faith in a couple people there, even though Kristin told me that
they "hate me". But then again, she hates me too, so
there's no real point in believing her. And that's not talking
shit, that's telling it how it is. That's the other thing that I'm
gonna completely stop. A lotta people here feel the need to
indulge of every detail they've heard about someone - true or not.
And I had been doin it too. But now I really don't want to talk
about anyone, good or bad. It's just causing problems for me, and
then you have to defend yourself on everything you say. It's just
not worth it, and everyone's mad in the end anyway.
Well, I know this entry is long and rambles on, but I figured I'd catch
up from the week I missed. It's soo early in the morning.
I'm going to sleep.

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