round two- FIGHT

Dear Diary,
Honest to God, when i typed "round two" all i could here was that ominous voice that booms out of you tv when you're playing old school teken... he says "round two....FIGHT" and suddenly your controller is un-frozen and eddy starts thowing air punches and you're like "FUCK this is it!".....that last run-on sentence was completely lost on anyone who never played teken as a kid...I guess you could relate it to how when you here some one yell "STOP" all you can think is "collaborate and listen"

So. Ho humm what to talk about. Well tonight i was super depressed (we'll talk about why in a bit) so i went to my friend Ryans house and played with our friends' (mikey and steph) new pitbull puppy, and good god is he adorable. Seriously, i was rediculously bummed out and then WHAM we played and he fell asleep in my hand. Absolutley adorable.

SO here's the deal, diary. [lemmie just get this on the table right now, before this relationship goes any further, diary, anything i say doesn't leave this blog. do we understand each other? Secrets are secrets. I mean, you wouldn't want me "sharing with the class" your innate self-esteem issues due to having shitty fonts, right?] Once upon a time there was a girl. She's flighty and jaded and a hopeless romantic all at once. Go figure. And there's this boy. He's handsome and athletic and likes fast cars almost as much as she does. She's known him for years but only the past year or so have they hung out. At one point or another he got this crazy idea in his head that he was absolutely crazy about her. [ No, i know, I have no idea what he was thinking] Well for the longest time she tried to convince him that she was a terrible person and didnt possibly, couldn't possibly let him take her out, date her, etc. Although those things are true, the real honest to god truth is that she was scared; scared of letting go of an old relationship, scared of getting hurt, scared of getting attached, scared of letting it turn into a relationship that as bad for her i.e. friends with benifits (never ever ever EVER again.) , juts scared. [blahblahblah, cliche' but fuck you, diary, cause i'm trying to tell a story.] Well girl feels bad for being such a jerk to boy, but knows its for the best. After all, he'll get over her and find another girl who's worth his effort. Time passes. Girl thinks about boy a lot, feels uneasy about her origional decision. After all. He makes her laugh, they always have a blast, he's crazy handsome, he brought her flowers (TWICE)....MOre time passes. Boy leaves. Boy gets hurt, Girl is veryveryvery concerned. Boy comes home to recover, but girl can only stop over once or twice. (She's busy, ok? still...) Boy leaves. This girl, its the weirdest thing, she just gives up fighting it. They start to talk alot more and she feels like she can tell him anything. But then....the boy starts to explain ( in the most exquisit, perfect details) how he is still head-over-heals for this girl.

And insted of flipping out and looking for excuses why it couldn't work, she falls. Oh, did she fall. She fell for the way he would laugh at her voice-mails, the way he said her name, the way he could talk her from angry tears into laughter. She fell for the way he was so competitive, the way he had a passion that was so similar to hers, the way he said "I miss you" every time they talked, the way he called her every night for no reason at all, the way she hung on to the fact that she would try and fight sleep just to hear him on the other line. She fell.

and then suddenly he was comming home just to see her, and oh my gosh! what is she going to do with her hair? what exactly did he say about those eyelashes? Should she change her clothes? dress up? dress down? .....panic sets in...
what if he changes his mind? its possible, probable even....and really, wouldn't that be ironic? After he chases her for..how long? She finally falls, he finally wins, and that was it? the chase was all he ever wanted?

the weekend was a whirlwind of crappy nicholas cage dialogue and kissing and goofing around and grandparents and firetrucks- it was awesome. but not quite what she expected. She's afraid he's done, that it really was the chase he wanted after all, or that she looks different or acted different than he expected. So the boy leaves and the girl trys not to sniff (she's bummed) he won't be comming home anytime soon and visiting sounds like an inconvenience for him. She had just started to believe all those things he said, but then it feels like he doesn't anymore.

Boy calls girl. He doesn't say " I miss you."

Girl sighs.

Honestly i haven't heard the rest of the story yet ( if there is more), but gimme some feedback. 'Cause diaryblogjournal, i don't know how this ends but i'm sure you have some ideas.
Goin to bed in a bit, i'm going to put away some laundry and facebook real quick, then head to bed. Oh, and call matt back, i blew him off when chris called. ( sorry kid. i know your just trying to be that brother i need so much, but on nights like this i can't talk to you about things, ok?)
take it easy diary.