Dear Bianca,
You are stupid. I am fully convinced. Never mind your 4.0 at Cal, you harlot; you are stupid.
John Mayer put it best:
Flat on the floor, looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof.
After all the crushes are faded,
And all my wishful thinking was wrong,
I'm jaded.
I hate it.
(First of all, can someone please define the word, "jaded" for me? I know Aerosmith made it popular sometime in the late 90s, but for some reason, I just don't know what it means. I remember looking it up, but meh...it just won't stick.)
How can you not be over the whole thing? My goodness gracious, me oh my. It was a silly little affair, occurring in the silly little cosmos of high school events...how stupid were you to believe it would be forever?
(You know what makes me madder? The fact that I have no one to blame but myself! There is no other scapegoat. Darn.)
(Oh well. My eyes hurt now. Thank God for friends.)
3 comments:
Jaded- worn out?
I always like your journal entries. especially when you talk to Bianca like you are someone else. >:D
i think it actually has a reference to the stone jade. you can still see through it, but your perception is already clouded. something like that. i think it also means being pessimistic to a degree. hope you feel better, and you are not a harlot!
but harlot is such a good word...
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