Myrtlenucleosis

Yes, I know. I am bad. I am bad, bad, bad, bad, bad. I'm slacking on my blog, I haven't posted a fiveawesomegirls video in WEEKS, and I continue to spiral down the funnel of bad teenage decisions. On the bright side, the reason I've gotten so behind on my internet duties is because--believe it or not--I'm having way too much fun in my real life. How joyous and unusual!

On Wednesday, I went to the wizard rock show in Akron, Ohio to see Justin Finch-Fletchley, The Whomping Willows, and The Moaning Myrtles. The performances were so, so good and fun. Lauren (devilishlypure) and I spazzed all over each other in a love puddle, and I got to FINALLY meet Nina (ninjapiano) after years of fangirling and months of we-need-to-meet!-ness. I talked to Adam Dubberly of The Mudbloods on Nina's phone. And then, in slow motion, my eyes caught Matt Maggiacomo's across the crowded room. Violins played. We hugged. It was good. And of course, I met some of you guys! If you were one of the people I got pictures with, could you please send them to me? You're all incredible.

After the show, I hung out with Lauren, the bands, and the AWESOME hp-ohio people. We ate a lot of food and just talked about how much we hate the Potter movies, gossiped, and filmed some incoherent, funny footage. Matt and I blushed out of mutual respect/obsession for each other. The next day we went to lunch in the city where most of my IRL friends will be going to college in the fall. All in all, it was fun, and saying goodbye to a fellow awesomegirl NEVER gets easier. :( At least Lauren'll be back for our friends' wedding in August.

On my way home, I got a call from Andrew asking me to play tennis with him and some of his friends. I said no, that you couldn't pay me to play tennis in a million years... because I was driving right next to the court as we spoke and thought it would be funny to show up right as I refused on the phone. I only stayed for a short time, though; partially because I was wearing a dress, partially because I was waiting to hear from my friend Sebastian who stayed at the hospital overnight for mono. And partially because we can barely stand each other sometimes and this whole dating thing is a very, very bad idea. 

"What'd you think of my graduation speech?" he asked, because I've barely spoken to him for the past two weeks. Neither of us even notice, though, because we have no desire to have constant contact. Which should be, like, a sign.

"I think it was very," I said, flailing my arm in the direction of the ball to no avail, "representative of your character." 

He caught the ball and lodged it back to his friend. "You could have seen me do that if you'd come to more of my tennis matches," he said to me. At least I think it was to me, because his ugly sunglasses covered his eyes.

 

I didn't say anything in response to that because, okay, he has a point. But what I really wanted to say was, "You would know what I thought of your speech if you paid enough attention to know I have a blog I update nearly every day!"

I fully recognize how immature and moody I am regarding relationships, but now I'm starting to realize why it is we'd never gotten together before. We're friends, but we only like what the other person is to us. He liked that I made him have fun during the school year instead of just studying all the time. I liked that he put me on a pedestal and preferred me to everyone else. We liked the social shock value of "getting together" at the end of our senior year. But we do not like each other! Ugggh. I'm not looking forward to telling him this, but alas. We're not in school anymore, and the foundation of our entire "relationship" graduated with us. Sorry to disappoint.

Anyway, I've gotta go make guacamole for my sister's birthday party tonight. Other than that, I'll just be sitting here, waiting for the mononucleosis I've obviously caught from spending all my time with my diseased friend, to kick in and kick me in the face.

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Bye, guys! Hopefully I'll see you tomorrow. For real, this time. <3

P.S. I just received my final high school report card. And although I had nightmares last night about having to go back to school (I'm so not kidding!) now I have ABSOLUTELY NO CONNECTION TO MY HIGH SCHOOL WHATSOEVER. I am DONE. Thank you, and goodnight.