We are far too young and clever
And things won't ever change.
06 March 2004
5:41 p.m.
Well, I'm home for spring break. I guess you all want to know about my little sister's boyfriend. Or maybe you don't, but you're going to hear anyway. They're both 15 (I'm 22). The thing is, I had myself all in a semi-mess because, being pessimistic, I'd figured he would be this hot, funny, clever, great, just uber-perfect guy and I would be totally jealous and depressed and shit. And as it turns out, he's exactly what I should have figured: he's an awkward, 15-year old dorky, pimply guy. I mean, don't get me wrong, he's a nice guy and everything. But he's nothing for me to have gotten flipped out over. I still had a pretty deprssing dream last night though, that I had a great boyfriend and I was in love and everything was perfect and then I woke up and was, of course, painfully single. I don't even really like to admit that I hate being single because it makes me feel like some pathetic little girl or something. But it's the truth, I guess. I mean, I enjoy being by myself and I have great friends and all, but it would still be nice to have a boyfriend. But I guess I'll just go on pretending that it's cool to be alone.
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