||[Jun. 14th, 2006|06:15 pm]
Love...At Any Cost
I was just writing in my real journal and I got thinking about something that made me curious as to what other people think.
Do you think its better to like someone and know they dont feel the same way about you, or to like someone and know they have feelings for you, but you can never be with them?
This did result from thinking about the-boy-we-do-not-speak-of, but fear not, I no longer consider myself in the second category, but a really gullible girl who was in the first category all along. Oh well at least infatuation is turning into...bitterness. About the whole male race really. Which Im going to say isnt a bad thing. I think you have to get a little burned to learn to be careful about touching the damn element...or some other equally lame metaphor that translates into not being freaky and getting attached wayyyyy too easily like I do.
Anyways, Im doing my best to move on and take a stoic Angelina Jolie like attitude towards the whole thing, which really means finding new boys to fixate on. Cam went to the Yukon for a month, which sucks, not only because I like him, but because hes equally attractive and fun to hang out with.
There is a potential guy/bartender I was introduced to at Upstairs on Saturday, but I left early to cab home with Adam and didnt really get to chat with him. Aww it was so cute, I was leaving so I yelled "Bye Eli!" (my sisters boyfriend, dj extroidinairre) as I headed to the door and he was like "Bye sweetie, love you!" Clearly, Im easy to love. Ha, joking.
On the way home we stopped by the Pita Pit, where I witnessed one of the most amusing scenes in my life. There were a group of tiny insanely drunk girls there and this huuuuuge black guy trying to pick one of them up. He was walking one of them towards his car when her friends were like "nooooo, shes cant go with you!" which was quite evident considering she was so inebriated she was being half carried, and he was like "ITS CAUSE IM BLACK, ISNT IT?"