You think too much. You think too much about everything.
Ok. So everyone’s romantic lives are very different from what they were a year ago, and like everyone else, mine is too. And it’s definitely not in an awesome way, it’s more like in a:
Katherine: [Whispers] Umm, is this thing on? [Some feedback. People surrounding nod and assure her that the microphone is in fact on. She continues.] Ok. Excuse me, everyone I know, I have a confession to make. I am super in love with Nick Miller. I spend a lot of time thinking about what it would be like to meet him, he gives me butterflies, and finding this fictional character is absolutely on my summer bucket list, and I would just really appreciate being Jessica Day right now. Ok. Thank you for your time. Have a merry day. More life! Prior Walter? Angels in America? No? Ok. Carry on with your lives. [Everyone, including Katherine, grumbles because they already knew this because Katherine never fucking shuts up about Nick Miller and they all continue with their respective days.]
Last year was more interesting. Kind of. Whatever. You know all my stories. I would like to think it’s just because I haven’t met the right person or that I just need a person who is actually around because I hate texting, but right now it’s pretty empty.
So yes. I feel like freshman year was a little different than I expected. I thought I would get to wear my Enchanted dress, I thought I would avoid the “evils” of alcohol, I thought I would have no place in the theatre, I thought I thought I would have at least one boy who isn’t gay wanting to be in a relationship with me, I thought a lot of things. And a lot of the thinking things that I thought would happen but did turned out for the better. But some of them didn’t.
Anyways, follow the guy pining over me thread. So I thought that would happen. I think I’m pretty cute and funny and smart and I may be a little crazy and jumpy, but I’m introspective and I like to talk if we get to know each other, and it’s not only gay boys who know how to handle me. It’s been proven through the past. Kind of. Yes. Next paragraph.
So I have talked about that whole situation and have mutually decided with my conversant that it’s not a bad thing, it’s just a thing that we’re good with. I mean not great with, but we’re not walking around crying because our lives our romantically boring. It would just be nice if it picked up some. And then like an answer from some higher being came tonight’s episode of New Girl.
So they all tell their first time stories, and they sweet and weird and awesome, and then this happens, “I just want to make sure that you don’t miss out on the things in life that are happening when you’re not thinking.” And then they definitely happened and I pined over Nick Miller some more.
So I’m good with my life right now. It doesn’t mean I’m incapable of understanding everyone else’s fabulously exciting lives or that I don’t care or that I judge anyone. Because I definitely don’t. I’m just going to trust that for me, a more interesting life in the ways that I would prefer will happen with a little help from myself pushing it along its way.
P.S. Why do I always fall in love with fictional people? They try to represent humanity’s flaws, but is humanity just so flawed that characters can’t adequately represent that? Or is it easier to find flaws in people you actually know than people you see all the time through storytelling and actually know everything about?
Happiness is procrastination. And I happen to be an expert.
Here we are again at finials. Break a leg everyone!
I’M SORRY EVERYONE IS JUST REALLY ATTRACTIVE AND THEY TURNED OUT WELL??? dkjfsd i dunno.
I SAW IT. You’re lovely.
Who is this?
Sooo… if you couldn’t tell, I super loved last night’s episode of New Girl.
Nick and Jess, problems with doors.
Match locked in heaven.