FRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK

You know those times when you can have perfectly fine conversations (most of the time) with your best friend, then whenever you hang out with them in person, they treat you like you're not really there and only say hey and little else?

THAT FRICKING SUCKS.

Oh how the sweet tides of time have intertwined to wrestle themselves to the death.........with them both ending up victorious.

Haha.........well........if I explained it, it would make sense, so you have nothing to worry about :)

WHY DO I HAVE TO 'ING SUCK AT LIFE?!!??!??!?!?!???

I have come to the conclusion that I suck at life.

I suck at life because I have crazy strong feelings towards my best friend and I don't know if they're reciprocated.

I suck at life because I let it bother me.

I suck at life because I'm too chicken to ask.

And I haven't seen her in two weeks and haven't hung out with her in a week or two more, which sucks because I LOVE hanging out with her and she's just one of those people that whenever I talk to them, they help make my day better even if it was good to begin with (and it's not exactly like she doesn't live in town). And I The only other person that can do that is my sister, whom I care for dearly.

It doesn't help that I'm running on five hours of sleep.

The ironic part is, is that I told myself yesterday that I was going to try to not complain about ANYthing for the rest of the week. Another reason why I suck at life.

I hate it when this happens. Frick. I just want to see her........

Why am I even typing this? I don't even friggin' know. This is sad. It really, truly is.

Oh well, I'll probably end up listening to a sermon or something to that effect later.......maybe some Prison Break. Or even a nap. Yeah, a nap would help :).