asdfghjkl I Hate Boys... Sometimes

Ugh. Okay. So, freshman year was the last time I even came close to having a boyfriend. But then that was all swept out from under me when he started talking to another girl an then proceeded to date her after I sorta messed up by being a little snotty while we were hanging out. But it's not entirely my fault. No one told me that you had to prompt him to ask you out. Nevertheless, him and the other girl have been dating off and on since then. Well recently we have started talking again and I never really stopped liking him so when he told me that he and his lover broke up I got really excited. He's been all flirty and our friendship is just really easy. I just like talking to him. He is fun and adorable and it doesn't hurt that he's an athlete (my prime bf material haha). But today when I checked his Facebook, it said that he and said ex-girlfriend were still together and have been since March 2nd. His profile pic is of them together. I don't know how I'm supposed to feel about this. Either both of them don't update their Facebooks regularly or he lied to me. I just don't know. I think I am going to ask him about it today. Because I would rather know that he lied than continue to get played like I did before. UGH. I. Hate. Boys. (Sometimes)

The Future Is A Mystery, But Here's My General Idea

Well. I haven't actually sat down to even think about blogging in forever. I've been too busy trying to get the next year and a half of school in order so I can get out of this small town and make something of myself.

I recently discovered that I need to take a physics class in order to get in to the Interior Design program at UC(incinnati) and we don't offer physics here at my little rural school. I am going to have to take it online or through an independent study with Mr. Oldaker. Now you may be thinking, "you'll be a senior, the only thing you have to take is English and that's not hard." Well you would be right if that was all I was going to take. Alas, being the crazy person I am, I am going to be taking not just one but two math classes next year and chemistry. So yeah. I will probably have no time for any of my friends and will want to shoot myself in the face but it'll be worth it. Hold on let's rephrase, I won't have time for my best friend who is also my only close friend. This may make me sound like a sad excuse for a human being but I don't care. I have no real connection with any other member of our "group", which isn't even a group anymore because we all secretly hate at least one person in it. This has nothing to do with college or school, sorry.

Anyway, I have basically decided that I have to go to UC. Cincinnati is one of my favorite places and that is the area I want to live in for the rest of my life. Maybe eventually moving to Northern Kentucky because they have better schools. Their Interior Design program is ranked 3rd in the nation and the sports teams are generally good. Plus being the largest metropolitan area in Ohio, that gives me way more options for internships and eventual employers. Even if i don't go directly into interior design, I can use my degree to plan weddings (which is my 1st career choice, then interior design). I plan on minoring in Organizational Leadership which will be nothing but beneficial. In total, this whole excursion should take me 5 years to do. Which puts me at 23 for graduation. Which leaves me a maximum 2 years to find my perfect man and plan the wedding of the century. The reception of which will be held on a big steamboat out on the Ohio River. I think it's gonna be marvelous.

And you're all probably thinking, 'what happens to Conan?" Well, I talked to him the other day about the whole Valentine's Day flower thing and I'm pretty sure that nothing is coming out of our "relationship". He is going to college in Wilmington to major in Ag stuff and to be honest, I really don't think that we would end up having a whole lot in common. Though I still think he is moderately attractive and that behind all the smart ass remarks he is actually a person worth knowing. Oh well, I will find me a better man in college and we will be so happy it's disgusting. And our children will be beautiful. Now I'm rambling. G'night.