<======yep, that's me over there.

spent the night at the diner hanging out with basil, the Crush, and the Crush's crush. it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be. she's such a nice girl; i just don't want her to be with him. god that sounds lame.

we talked for a while about relationships in general and the people we've dated and such...i can still count all the people i've dated on one hand. i'm thinking of starting a club of people who are destined to be single for a really, really long time. it's not entirely by choice, but then again i'm not planning on lowering my standards and/or going out trolling for guys. in fact i haven't the first clue how to meet people i don't already know (but i must have met them somehow right?). where do you go to meet people when you're stuck in the middle of the cultural wasteland that is suburbia? bars suck. i already know all the people worth knowing at the diner. i suppose there's always a bookstore or something...

and it's not even that i don't like being single. in fact i enjoy it. it's my main state of being, rather than just time between relationships. i like being independent. i am a force in my own right, not just someone's appendage. i make my own plans, i take care of myself. i can do what i want when i want. but can't i do all that and have a relationship too? and are boys really intimidated by someone like me? does anything i'm saying right now make sense? i should really get some sleep, now that i've got a terrible case of nobody-loves-me.

finis. -beatpoetgrrl

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