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The Perks (And Evils) Of Being A Wallflower September 26th, 2000 - 4:14 PM I've been reading "The Perks Of Being a Wallflower" recently. It's a really lovely little book. I've decided to do one of my diary entries in "Charlie-esque" fashion. Dear Friend, Today was not the best day. I'm pretty sure that everything was in my head though. I used to really like this guy when I was a freshman in high school. I'll call him "Scott." Anyway, I really really liked Scott a lot. He meant the world to me in a really youthful first love way. Of course, he wasn't my first love because the relationship was pretty one-sided. I loved him; he barely knew my name. Here I am three years later as a senior. I'm just as shy and romantically stupid as ever. I hadn't thought about Scott since the last day of school as a freshman. About a week or so again, it just hit me like a ton of bricks. I *still* have feelings for him. I confessed this to one of my best friends later that day. I was driving her home from school and I was so in awe over the whole thing. I just had to tell someone. I'll call her "Lisa." After I told her, Lisa did something I never expected. She began talking to Scott every chance she got, laughing, smiling, flirting... all the things I'm really bad at. I don't believe that Scott's interested in her, and I didn't think she was interested in him before this. It just got me angry. I told her I liked him and what does she do? SHE goes after him. It just doesn't seem like something a friend would do. Love Always, Brigid Life - July 12, 2004 Plan Backfires - May 06, 2004 The Past Returns - March 11, 2004 More Trickery and Disappointment - February 04, 2004 Wednesday morning - January 21, 2004 |
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