bonjour.

I'm the most boring individual you will ever have the mispleasure to meet. I can promise you that. And if you spell my name wrong, babies will be punched. I just missed 11:11. God damn it all.

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Moodswing Week, day 3

I feel a bit walked on.
Seriously, all I really want is my friends to be a little bit excited that my boyfriend is coming to America in a little more than five months. And all I get is a scoff and the words "Meghan, stop talking about it, it's really annoying." Really annoying? Really annoying?! I'll let you know what's 'really annoying;' when I just want my friends to be a little enthusiastic that the boy that I've been in love with for the past, oh, eight months, is finally going to be 3397 miles closer than ever before. Yeah, I'm gonna be excited, you know why? Because I finally get to see Liam.

I feel guilty about talking about Liam now. Because I know that it annoys my friends. If they talked about their boyfriends, I wouldn't tell them they're annoying. In fact, I would love to sit down and listen to them talk about their life with this amazing guy. I would set up things for them and everything. And even though I'm not too fond of Ally's boyfriend, I still listen to her talk about him. At least he's nice to her and such, and I'm not too worried about them. Ugh, I'd like a little respect...

Like today, I just made my status 135 DAYS because... well, yes. And Ally's all like "well I'm going to shoot myself in 135 days." I'm well aware that she's joking but still. It shows that like... there's some truth there and such. idk. -sigh-

Okay, sorry, just a quick rant.

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