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I have three tests this week, one of which I am likely to fail.
Someone I dated for approximately five minutes decided to rip into me last night. Essentially telling me what a horrible person I am.
My ex (not the same one, the one I dated for 6 months and am still good friends with) is going on and on via LiveJournal about how much he loves his girlfriend. We had an open relationship, and he was with her even before he started dating me, and she, like, represents everywhere I failed. I'm happy for him, but I really don't fucking want to hear it right now.
You know what's kind of weird, in a cool kind of way? Well, I saw my favorite band on Saturday, and I met them after. Which was totally friggin awesome. But, the thing that stuck with me is that the lead singer told me "I saw you singing every word there! That really meant a lot to me - it made me feel really good." And, as silly and fangirlish as that may sound,that, right now, is reminding me that I do matter to someone, in some small way.
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