want to write me a 500 word essay on Migration to Australia from War-Torn Europe during 1940-1970?
I'd really appricate it.
Because my head is NOT EFFING WORKING.
I'm too distracted about heart issues.
That are screwing me over bigtime.
I met a boy. He's pretty much perfect. Like, really.
Awesome taste in music, has a car, he's 17, rediculously popular, funny, kind of nerdy, used to be surfy, now he's all hardcore except really cute, and everything else. oh, and he's got his lip pierced and its HOT.
I dont like him.
I'm not attracted to him.
I like the idea of being attracted to him.
He likes me. NO idea why. But he does.
But I don't want to do anything with him.
Its freaking confusing.
I'm head over heels for this other girl right.
It's a rediculously dead end. no relationship.
maybe just random making out sometimes or whatever.
not exactly the kind of relationship i'm looking for, you could say.
But I'm just so stuck on her, it's stupid!.
And this perfect boy comes along.
I'm thinking maybe it's because I'm a lesbian.
But I just dont know ><
I don't know my feelings, Don't know my own sexuality, dont know what to do.
AND I DONT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT MIGRATION TO AUSTRALIA AFTER WORLD WAR TWO EITHER!
It's 9:30 pm here.
And yes, i'm writing this blog to further distract myself.
The things due tomorrow too.
It's for my school certificiate. Doh!.