Ridin' Solo..again.

So! Last week was incredibly busy, which explains my lack of blogging lately. I do apologize, although I'm not sure exactly to whom I am apologizing.

It was homecoming..filled with crazy costumes and crazy people. It was fun, overall. But it was during last week that I had my epiphany.
The guy I've liked since seventh grade is annoyed by me. And surprisingly, this realization didn't make me want to go cry in a corner. Maybe I've just liked the idea of him more than him actually all this time. What a waste.
Now there's no one. Not a single Y chromosome on the horizon. And I'm lonely. I'm not going to lie, there's no point in it. I'm lonesome.
There's nothing wrong with feeling alone, especially when you are. Alone, that is. I'd like to be wanted, even if it was just a little, by someone I want back.

Everyone around is so happy and together. And I'm happy, but I'm by myself.
People are always telling me how beautiful I am, how gorgeous, how wonderful. And yet, here I am. With no one willing enough to stay. So, of course, anytime anyone gives me previously mentioned compliments, I don't believe them. Thus, my lack of self-esteem.
But I'm also vain. Terribly so. Tell me how that make any sense and I'll give you a present.

I know you all must be sick of my whiney blog posts. But complaining makes me feel a bit better.

At the homecoming dance, I realized I can't count every time I've walked away from a slow song, simply because I had no one to dance with. I can get my single dance on during fast songs, but the slow ones depress me. Which led to this post.

Again, I'm sorry for the lame-ness. My next post will be more cheerful, I promise.

Love,
Anna