I just got back from a pleasant trip to Springfield with my friend. It did me a lot of good to get out with a friend. I can't keep shutting myself in my cave/room all weekend.
The weird thing is that my friend's dad has a crush on my mom. So if my mom and her dad got married, we would be stepsisters. An awesome possibility, yet slightly creepy and awkward.
Here's a random piece of advise: NEVER fall in love with your best friend. The I've-fallen-for-my-closest-friend-and-now-she's-ignoring-me saga continues. New information has come to me. I've been told that Amber, Best Friend Whom I Am In Love With, is ignoring me because she doesn't want to hurt me. So basically, she's being rude to be nice, if that makes any sense. This is something that will definitely pass, and I'm confident that we will stay close. It just sucks because she's hurting me by trying to avoid hurting me, you know?
While we're on this whole topic, I need some advice. I finally managed to nab Amber's number from the friend I was in Springfield with, and now I don't know what to do. I've considered texting her and asking her about what's been going on, but I don't want to piss her off. Amber's tricky. If I text her, she might lash out at me. But if I don't, I might never know why she feels like avoiding me will somehow save me from being hurt. Hmm. What a dilemma. I'm thinking I should just leave her alone and not push her, but I'm dying to text her. Bleh. Can nothing be simple?
Haha, all my friends say the way I act when I'm in love is adorable.
Here's a thought-provoking question for you: Why do we hold on to the things that hurt us?
That's a question that's been on my mind all day.