Monday, February 19, 2007

   Why does everything have to NOT go my way?
Okay... Valentine's is over... You can add another one to my stalker list... URGH! Why does this happen to me of all people? Why couldn't it happen to people who want the creepy, invading attention and the weird gifts and the overwhelming feeling of someone following you and watching your every movement every step, every breath? (Okay, so maybe I'm exagerrating with the breathing part but whatever...) I might not mind if the guy was someone I actually like (or for that matter actually KNOW!)but they're smart enough to know that following a girl everywhere and leaving her these crazy messed-up notes isn't gonna make her interested! Sometimes I just want to grab a gun and shoot their loser ass off this damn planet. If Gareth were with me he'd do the same. Well, maybe he'd use a missile launcher but you know. You're probably wonderin' who the heck is Gareth... He's a year older than me, smart (I know because he used to go to this school were you had to be so educated to even know how to interact!), rich (the school's tuition fee is soo huge!) and uber - handsome (I suppose he is... I mean, he's got stalkers as well... Wait. That implies that I'm beautiful, right? Crap. Well, I'm not! My stalkersare in love with my personality and charm! I guess.) Why would I know him? We met at this summer workshop.(Yes, I attended, got a prob?) We used to joke around a lot... We'd go to the mall with his super cute little bro and go to the baby clothes section and pretend to be some wacked out family. It was so cool. He gave me this bracelet with my name on it one day after I gave him a paper filled with doodles and drawings of him... We were really close in like a matter of weeks... But then he told me he had to leave in a week and then he started... courting me. I didn't accept (what he was goin' to manila for christ's sake! Yes, I could IM and email and txt but seriously who needs the trouble?). He sort of got heartbroken, I guess but he didn't exactly showed it. He just pretended it never happened. Weird guy, I know. He smiled and laughed and goofed off with me but I'm not sure if they were sincere. Before he left I gave him my sketchpad that was shaped like a heart. Inside were the drawings I made during the summer. He kissed me on the cheek (which is a relief I gotta tell ya.) and went away. I threw away everything connected to him ('cept the bracelet of course! That thing actually cost alot!) his number, email add... stuff. I know what you're thinking. I'm regretting. Maybe I am. But hey, it's cool I still have the rest of my life ahead of me and who knows what's in store. We might meet again, we might not. Either way it's not gonna stop the world from spinning, it's not gonna stop everyone from living crappy lives is it? Didn't think so. Gareth, wherever you are. Don't come back. I don't know what I'll do and I'm not sure what my stalkers will do as well. But if you have to, bring a tranquilizer gun and a tazer. o_o
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