I met a really awesome guy on Tuesday. It's not going anywhere; he's 23. Yeah...haha. Something just clicked. He was really easy to talk to. He was one of those people that you meet and you feel like you've known them your whole life, and you can just picture you as good friends. Relationships, romantic ones, are interesting and they're completly different than all other friendships; I wouldn't mind having someone. I'm trying to strike the balance between finding a guy for the sake of finding a guy and passing up opportunities.
I struck up a flirtatious conversation. Several, actually. I love flirting, almost too much. I don't really want any of them to go anywhere; I don't think they will. There is one, though. We'll see. ;)
I wish I were better at soccer, it just frustrates me and I bottle it all up until it irritates me so much I can't stand it and I say stupid, bitchy things. I really do love most of the girls on my team, but I envy them a LOT.
I wish I could tell certain people what I really need to tell them. I wish I could talk to YOU instead of venting in angry and confusing blog posts. I'm sorry I'm such a failure to you.
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