I know, I know, I've already used Bonjour a thousands time but I have to omit something. I love French. It's kind of like Spanish but better... Especially if you took Spanish for two years because you guidance counselor told you it would look good for college to have one language, well I hated Spanish so I didn't force it down my throat like some of my very close friends back in PA did. Guys, I love you and I miss you all so much. I wish I could come home soon to visit.I wonder if I like the french language so much because it's so suppose to be romantic or something. I have to omit, deep down, I like romantic things. I believe that any fairytale should have a love story, which most do by the way. But I'm still trying to figure out my love life and how to get it to where I want to be without rushing into it, like that mistake I did before. I've made plenty of ugly mistakes when it comes down to it. Dated a guy I had no feelings for(who by the way I swear would have worshiped me if he could), then I kissed a guy who I wasn't dating(oh, wait I did that twice. I told you these were stupid mistakes.), except that I actually liked them and they both were good guys and I was the one who always messed up in the relationship. I'm very good at that. I don't know if it's from watching my mom and her who frantic relationship when she was with my dad. Don't get me wrong, I love my mom. But she's made her mistakes and I swore I wouldn't be like her. Hmm, maybe I should rephrase that. That sounds harsh. I'm sorry mom. I love you and I miss you(even if we fought all the time).
Wow, that paragraph is so long. I guess I feel less stressed. Actually I don't feel anything right now. I feel like all my problems have just slipped through the door. I'll be back to my normal self tomorrow. With my second favorite number, dix-huit! Well have a great night all my blog readers.
P.S. Do I have to tell you the Hello = French?