Monday, 2 August 2010

Fuck off, Fate!




Okay, so. What the fuck?! I know I was in the wrong, I know it shouldn't be happening like this at all, but there is honestly no reason that Fate should do this to me. I mean, I am such a believer in Fate, but this is going too far!

Sitting with Ramona discussing the past days and what has been going on, you know, updating her on my life since we last had time to speak. We get onto the subject of boys, we talk about how Shane makes me smile, inside. We talk about Sam, 'the one that got away.' We talk about David, and what is going on with him.

I, stupidly, decided to pick up 'Boy Meets Boy.' Another book I like to think of as a bible of mine. And we're just flicking through it, reading quotes we both know and love, then I glance away to start this blog. My finger left in a random unknown page, when I turn back and open the book, the first words I see are:

It was only a kiss!
Noah shakes his head. "It's never just a kiss. You know that. So just go home."

Okay Fate. Now I like you, I believe in you, but seriously, what is that all about? Seriously. Back off. Ugh!

Its so weird, I just feel like Peter Pan recently, 'cause everything is changing. I don't want to grow up and have to deal with more Fate-esqu incidents. I don't want to be an adult and have to talk to people. I just want to be left where I am right now. Living these months over and over, with my old friends (Ramona, Rae, Beau, Emily.) with my new friends (Laura, Kim, David.) I just want this to carry on forever.

Talking about David, he helped me a lot last night. He made me talk about myself, which I never do. I mean, I could write about myself for hours and hours, about everything, but if I were told to talk about myself. I'd be screwed.

I didn't do too bad at this talking business either. I was prompted, but I still managed to get through a full conversation, on mself. I am rather proud, I must say. So anyway. My mind has again gone blank. So I shall love and leave. This time, with no quotes/lyrics/poems at the end of my blog. Oh I am proud. Again.

p.s. I wrote in my journal again today. I have decided to stop dating each page, and instead, just write. I will type the entry up soon.

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