Dearest Blogster pals,
I have a confession to make. I haven't been telling you everything recently. I know we haven't chatted in a while, and that is entirely my fault. I haven't known what to tell you, or how to tell you, I'm not sure why. Maybe I thought you would judge me, or criticise me, but even if you did that's what friends are for right? Anyway, I wanted to apologise, and I wanted to tell you all that I am now ready to share. It is not particularly interesting, but I need to get it out of my system, and I want your advice and comments.
The last time we spoke was Friday. I'd seen Mamma Mia with the girls, and in my heart I felt like it was the last time we would all be together as friends. I didn't dwell on it. I went to sleep. The next day I saw Mamma Mia again, with my mum, sister and aunt. It was just as good as the night before if not better =]
Sunday. And as I expected my birthday plans basically fell through. I say basically because half the people who said they were coming didn't show up. But he did. And so did Sophie. And so did Juliette. And a few others. I enjoyed it nonetheless.
Monday and Tuesday were not worth mentioning. Nothing out of the ordinary happened. Wednesday a bunch of us all met around his house. It was for a meeting for our camping holiday. It was probably the third time I had met his friend Cole Lewis. I don't like him. Or maybe I do. Don't get me wrong. Cole Lewis is a nice guy. And he's funny. And he's gorgeous. Very, very cute. He's also very confident. Obnoxious even. He's unnerving. He's fake. He's a flirt.
It was fine at first. We got on well. Found out we had the same allergies in-fact. Very weird. I got over it. We went to the barbecue (the annual one that happens with the church) and that was fun. At first. He flirted with Juliette Champion. I wasn't bothered. If she was occupied with Cole, I had him all to myself (almost). Anyway. Eventually he cornered me. I say he cornered me, but he just came up and spoke to me. We were talking. Small talk. And then he said. 'Didn't you fancy that guy? Or do you still do fancy him?' I nodded. And then I said. 'I don't know.' And shrugged my shoulders. (Why did I do that?) Anyway. He said 'That's what I do to people. I crack them.' (What makes him think he has me cracked?) Then he told me he thought it was time I moved on. (Why is it his business? Am I being melodramatic?) Then he flashed his smile. And of course I smiled back. Instead of saying 'It really isn't any of your business'. (Why didn't I do that?) So there I was feeling very disturbed by our weird conversation. Juliette Champion sat down next to me. He put his foot on her lap, and she gave him a foot massage. Ew. Personally I don't like touching other people's feet. Anyway she massaged his feet whilst they rested on her boobs (which as per usual were hanging out, pretty much in everyone's faces). She finished. He put his other foot on my lap. I looked at his foot. I looked at him. He smiled. I smiled. Juliette took his foot on her lap. I got up. And walked away.
I don't fall for him. He's a flirt. So is Juliette. They are perfect for each other. He thinks he has me cracked. Only if finding out who I like is cracking me. But then I must have cracked him too. I know who he likes. That isn't cracking! He likes Juliette. Everyone knows. But she likes him. (And, since Juliette found out he doesn't like her, she's decided she's not going camping anymore!) I think he's jealous. (Now that is cracking). Anyway. I am not going to let him get to me. Now. Or when we are camping. Or after that. Blah! I am irritated. Clearly.
The situation with Gale and Louise has deteriorated to the state of nothingness. I have no close friends at school. People I can be friendly with, yes. Good friends, no. Well. Thank God. It is the end of the school year. Summer is finally here. I am free of having to see them. Till September. (I'm putting this to the back of my mind)
TV Calls.
G. I. T.
xoxo
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Never fear being judged here at Blogster. We are all screwed up in one way or another!
Thank you Queenie. =] It's nice to have honest pals
G. I. T.
xoxo
Ha! Yup, thats me, screwed up in one way or another. Anyway, don't let Juliette get to you. You deserve HIM more than she does. She probably only wants him because he's a challenge. I believe that people can really tell when they are wrong about someone or something. If she really likes/loves HIM more than you do you should be able to tell.
Cole sounds like a knob. Next time, flash him a "If you come over here I'll kick you where the sun doesnt shine" smile :)
Don't feel judged. I feel that here is the place where your not supposed to be judged, because you don't personally know (or maybe you do) the people on the other end. So even if they judge you, who cares?
Very interesting read :)
Thanks. And I am seriously considering your idea =p
G. I. T.
xoxo
Hahaha. Cole sounds... I don't know how to explain it. But yeah, wow. Good luck on dealing with him next time. I love the idea by jaymee, lol. How hilarious.
Dear G.I.T.,
When I can get a chance to read your words my friend,I often wonder here is all the time coming from what with all the drama in your life.I guess us old blokes are just moving at a slower pace.But,as you have clarified in your opening profile statement,you have no idea as to the choices you will be making,fairly soon in the future? Haven't made any choice as to what field you might like to go into.but what delights me is that the effort you generate in wanting to build relationships in your life must be theraputic to some degree,to be of value.Love can be so complicated with us blogsters as we share our words.Oh! (honey) and I address all my children both my sons and my daughter with the same pet names,for I was addressed so in my early childhood, (before thirty?) Each several years about 10 or so, we have to evaluate our priorities for we go through many changes. We find that what was important several years ago, is now defunct and just isn't us any longer.
I throughly enjoy the super drama luv.Much of my stress levels drop with humour and what I input from many of the writers words.It always throws me into nostalgia land,and I love it there also.Just me and God.I just bet your dreams are like in stereo,cinascope,and living colour.(My imagination) is a mover and a shaker too. Just keep on keeping on little girl.Life will meet you at least halfway,when you find you will have learned at least how to make those good choices if nothing else?But,it is sure fun in the process of it all?
In His love,
lampwicke xxx
Thanks Lampwicke
God bless
G. I. T.
xoxo
!xxx!
i know i don't comment much, but i do read whenever i can. seems you've had quite the week. chin up soldier! things are looking up, summer is here!! i know, and since you've posted, almost gone. =[ enjoy it, take time to rest. i'm here if you need to chat.
<3Pwk
Judge you? Me? You need not worry about that! I may agree or disagree with you, I may like or dislike what I read sometimes, I may make suggestions or ask questions sometimes, but I don't judge...or, at least, I try not to judge the person, just the act or thoughts and, even then, I don't do a mean or unfair judgement. The only people I judge are those who intentionally hurt or offend someone, but I will often try to be reasonable with them, too. So, hey, we all have twisty little or big things going on in our lives and in our heads, too, and I am no exception. So, what gives me the right to judge another? I am not God, therefore it is not my place to judge.