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Ok, I have another problem. I love somebody over the internet. I love him with all of my heart I believe. But, I think that I like somebody in real life too. Well, I'll tell you how I like the guy over the internet first. Then I'll tell you about the guy in real life. At the end of this I'll ask you some questions.
Internet
Well, me and the my boyfriend over the internet have been going out for like a year and a half. He knows what I look like and he's still with me. He knows some of my deepest secrets that I usually never tell anybody, and he's still with me. He says that I'm beautiful. He's funny, he's sweet, he's fun to talk to, he knows how it feels to be picked on, he's everything a girl would want in a guy. He has awesome hair, his eyes are the eyes that I love, he's hot. He's the most perfect guy in the whole world. He says he loves me, and him and I are sappose to meet this summer. Oh yeah, he's about 3 years and a few months older than me. And him and I both love the same music. He also cheers me up when I'm sad.
Real Life
Ok, me and the guy in real life have been friends since like 2nd grade. Him and I both know how it feels to be picked on. He's funny, we agree on the same things. When we were running the 600 in gym and all the popular kids were all done, I stopped and started walking because I ran a lot, Anthony, which is the guy in real life I like, stopped and walked by me. Here's the conversation.
Anthony: Sucks doesn't it? Me: Yeah. Hey, you know what's not fair? Anthony: What? Me: The gym teachers watch us run, and they get to talk to each other. Anthony: I know. Either we should start hitting people, or we could got to the school board and discuss this with them (He was kidding about the hitting). Which one do you want to do? Me: Go to the school board. Anthony: Also, ever notice that the popular kids think that just because they are skinnier than us bigger people that they are better than us. Me: I know. Anthony: Like, you know Dylan? Me: Yeah? Anthony: He keep picking on my little brother, and if he does it one more time I'm going to have red Kool-Aid all over my fist (He meant that he's going to punch Dylan.) Me: Yeah, you know Lydia? Anthony: Yeah. Me: Well, she said when she is in the beep test (something we have to do in gym class) and she gets below a level 5 that she feel like a failure. Well, I was gonna get up and like punch her in the face because, well, I can't really get to a 5. Anthony: Well, Lydia is an idiot.
Then we started running to the finish line. Anthony is funny, he doesn't care what people look like or act like. He's sweet. He's fun to be around. He cheers me up when I'm sad. He has brown eyes, which I love. And he has the attitude "If you don't like what I look like, don't look." He's awersome. He's a year older than me because he got held back in one grade. He's so awesome. Any girl would be lucky to be with him.
Ok, well, now I have a few questions now. Please answer them. I really am confused and I need help.
Questions
1. Which person do you think I like more? 2. Which person should I be with do you think? 3. Which person do you think is better?
Ok, well thank you for reading my new journal entry. Please answer the questions. If you want to answer the questions please answer them in a comment to this journal entry. If you don't feel like answering the questions, you could just leave a comment. If you don't want to leave a comment, well, thank you for reading. By the way, I love comments. Well, I got to go now. Bye bye peoples. ^.^
Joan1997 · Fri May 22, 2009 @ 10:17pm · 0 Comments |
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