You Say Heroine, I Say Heroin

Last night I was too pissed off to blog. I decided to torture myself and look at Aaron's myspace prfile. Somehow, I am still his number four. How the hell that is, I'm not entirely sure. Loren, his sister, was on, and I came that close to messaging her and asking her if her brother was on drugs or something. But I think she might tell him if I asked her that. Me thinks he would not appreciate me asking his little sister if he was on drugs.

He has no idea what it's like to wake up every morning to thoughts of him. I wake up, and I think of him, and my heart breaks all over again. I thought girls who said stuff like that were just being dramatic, but it's true. I really do feel that way. I'm not mad at him about not returning my feelings, I got over that a long time ago. It's the fact that he's avoiding me over something he thinks could be true. Because I never once confirmed my feelings to him. Never. Fuck him.

Well, on a lighter note, I went shopping today. I know, I was supposed to go yesterday, but Moms was sick (Shock Shock) so we went today. I ended up not getting my hair cut. It was kinda my choice. For one thing, I didn't really want to sit in that chair for god knows how long, and for another, I'm still not entirely sure what I want done to the back.


I bought a bunch of crap today. I bought a Mighty Morphin Power Rangers t shirt and leather jacket at JCPenny's. The leather jacket doesn't sound me, but it totally is. At Hot Topic I bought the Mayday Parade CD, a t shirt, and blue hair dye. Yes, that's right, blue hair dye. And Mom knows about it too. I'm going to streak it tomorrow. At Fye I bought Stay Alive, which I have wanted for a while now. At Wal-Mart I bought Transformers band-aids (For Real), orange earbuds, and Boys Like Girls' CD. Bother those CDs are excellent, by the way. Oh, any my Glee t shirt got here today, and it is also excellent. Over fall break I believe that I accumulated a week's worth of new shirts. Paramore, Mayday Parade, Glee, Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, and Wolverine. That's five, and I have five days of school in a week. I am uber excited.

Going back over this week's posts, I realized that I somehow managed to leave out something that happened, that's pretty major. A certain friend of mine that I have been flirting with texted me the other night, and he was drunk. So for the last few days I have been pondering something. A guy tells you that he is interested in someone else, but he texts you when he's drunk. I see nothing here that makes any sense. But, I don't have to worry about him doing ti again, due to the fact that I went 300 texts over my limit last month, and won't have texting until the 27th of this month, if even then.