Oh, the Sweetie Pie Dance. BlueBell’s yearly event that separates those who are in relationships and those who aren’t. Ugh. Okay, I know, I know. I’m still too young to be bitter about being single. It just kind of sucks when two of your best friends go to the dance and you don’t. But it’s not like I even would want to go, really. I mean unless someone asked. But obviously, no one did. Okay, I will stop with the cynicism now. It was a New Year’s resolution after all to be more optimistic and cheery. I’m working on it.
But I will say this: I am sorry to hear that Zoe broke up with Judson. He was a total hottie. Sure, not my cup of tea since he’s kind of like a mute Rob Lowe. I’m much more into speaking Adam Scott types. I’m sad to see them break up. I guess now Zoe and I can be single together?
Also, I may have done a bit of a stupid thing this week. One in which I am paying for. I suppose I’m not as mature as I thought. Which I guess is a good thing. Maybe I need to hold on to my youth for a little longer. I’m not quite ready for too much responsibility. Starting now I am going to embrace my teens. Of course, that’s easier said than done.