"She was a girl who knew how to be happy, even when she was sad. that's important." ~Marilyn Monroe
So here I am. At the moment it's approximately 3:43am, and I typically wake up at 6:20-ish, leaving me with no more than 3 hours of sleep. Not even worth it. I've been up all night looking at pictures of this Facebook group that always posts relate-able sayings and stuff. That's one of them up there ^^ I'll tend to put a quote / picture before every blog I do.. Anyway, I'm not the most exciting of writers. I'll write how I feel, and I'll write a lot sometimes. I need a place to vent, and I don't care that people are reading it to be honest, I want people to read it. I just need somewhere to talk where I can let go without interruptions of friend's opinions, or rude comments from family. So here we go.. My name is Sam. I'm fourteen years old and 10 months just about. I was born on Christmas Eve, in 1997. I have two sisters, Megan being the oldest at 26 and Brianna being the middle at 21. My parents are together, although I wouldn't say happily, and I'm an aunt of soon to be two. My sister Megan is married to a man named Colin and they have a beautiful baby girl named Keira. She has the bluest eyes. Another child is on the way. Her name is going to be Maggie. I'm going to be her godmother. :)
That's just a little about my home life. Nothing seems too wrong.. I guess from an outside point of view. My family isn't too much of a stress factor, although they seem to contribute at the most inconvenient times. The real stress isn't my friends either. Overall I have a pretty good social standing. I have a few really amazing friends, and the rest are mostly just friends I talk to occasionally in school or see on the weekends every now and then. What the real problem in my life is? Boys. Oh boys. XY chromosome'd species. They think girls are confusing? I don't know if I could be anymore obvious to them. I'm the type of girl that if I feel a certain way, such as liking someone.. even if I don't tell them directly, I make it pretty obvious. Always smiling, starting a conversation a lot, hugging, etc. To be quite honest, I'm so used to guys chasing after me though. Not in the sense that every guy I meet loves me, that it certainly not the case.. I mean that, if by chance a guy has interest in me, he tries really hard to get me. On the down side, they typically want one thing only...
"I like you, you like me.. let's date." ~Sam Lobasso
I feel like that can never ever EVER be the case. Its as if were all witches and we have our cauldrons of confusion. At first it's a simple water mixture. But then, we have to add the spices, or as I call them, complications. You add a dash of awkwardness, a sprinkle of the past, and .. Ooops! The bottle of "Other people's opinions" broke open and spilled all in the mixture.. perfect..One of my greatest questions, is, and will always be, why can't life be simple? I mean, I've been tearing up all night looking at stupid Tumblr/Facebook relationship quotes wishing so much that the guy I like would one day be mine.. wanna know why were not together? Complications. School stuff, home stuff, etc. Not going into too much detail considering it's his personal reasoning, but it seriously drives me nuts. I understand the best I can, but I'm only a girl. I can only truly understand what I've been through. I've never been through the things that go on in a guys mind.. So what am I supposed to do? Tell him, look you're really effing confusing me, and I don't get why it has to be this way.. That just adds drama to the mixture, and that'll be a hella bad. So I just kind of shut up, nod my head and say, "Okay." My opinion would be irrelevant anyway.
It's 4:12am as I finish this post.. my dad is awake and getting ready for work, so I suppose this is when I sign off. Goodnight blog, sweet dreams to all you people who can actually fall asleep. I'll be staying up until he leaves, then hopping in the shower.. not like you needed to know that, but you know. Whatever is whatever. Bye guys. :)
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