Yeah, this IS my Diary Entry in Real Life

You guys! I am a bad, bad blogger. I should be tied to a tree and have kids wipe their boogers on me for my negligence! I have no excuses, minus the fact that I did not not not not not not not die in the hands of an Arabian prince named Billy. So, that was sorta time-occupying. But now, NOW we can elope into the hills of creativity and stare lovingly into each others' eyes until we get bored and start committing cannibalism. Cause that's what happens.

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You ever accidentally make eye contact with people? Gosh, is that awkward. Or! Have you ever farted in a library? Talk about embarrassing. Oh! Speaking of embarrassing, here's an excerpt from my sixth grade diary! LET'S CRINGE TOGETHER!

DEAR DIARY:

"Picasso* told me he loves me! So I told him I loved him, too! And so we just started talking. And it was when I turned 13! Talk about a great way to start teenage years! Then (my friend) Alexandriapenelopegrapefruit* left and me and him played cards and I knew he was thinking 'Boy do I like her' and I looked at him and he kinda blushed!

I've never blushed until he told me on that night and now I'm STILL blushing two days later!

GOSH DO I LOVE HIM!"

So, here is why I posted this:

1. To show that I was an absolute idiot
2. To show that I used to believe in fairytales
3. and a third point i'll bring up later

So, I was an absolute idiot. This boy did NOT say he "loved" me, he said he "liked" me and I said the same. But I always lied to my diaries, haha. But this boy NEVER ever ever called me and it was a horrible first boyfriend. On the positive side, that night that he DID say he liked me was amazing. Oh, and, yes, I did really blush for the first time.

When I was younger, I believed that young love was invincible. Like some sort of force that fate and environment couldn't come through. I believed that until about two months ago. You have to realize that LOVE is invincible but relationships are fragile, broken, beautiful things. Learn to live without them. But I still believe in love at first sight.

My third point is that, being an idiot was amazing. I was foolish and thoughtless, but I was happy. And after it was over and it didn't end "Happily Ever After", I was stupid again and got depressed, got in the wrong crowd, and did ridiculous things. But I don't regret a moment of it. I guess, maybe, if you screw up enough, you see all the ways to fail. And when you see all the ways to fail, you realize, there has to be a right way. It's fun to try to find the right way. Just gotta keep fishin'.

"I love my crooked neighbor with all my crooked heart"

--Looking for Alaska