The Idiocy of Teenage Angst

Listening to: Enya's "Amid the Falling Snow" ... not that it's doing anything for my mood.

Well, my boyfriend of six months just broke up with me. I guess I should be heartbroken or whatever, but to tell you the truth I'm really not. Hell, he acted more torn up about it than I was, and he's the one who broke it off. But I'm not the crying type. Not like my friend Angela who cried for a week over a boyfriend she'd only been dating for three. Poor girl needs some Valium or something, 'cause she is WEEPY. Unnecessarily so!

Actually, it's kind of a relief. Now I don't have to spend time with him and his idiot friends and I don't have to consider someone else in everything I do. Which, by the way, can drive a more self-oriented person like myself to the brink of insanity.

Anyway, he said I wasn't affectionate enough. -shrugs- I think he was just too needy. Always wanting to spend time with me and rub up all over me in public. It was annoying. And always telling me he loved me. That's sweet and all, but it wasn't true and I knew it. He was "in lust," not "in love." Immature jackass can't make sense of his own damn urges...

Teenaged couples are always claiming they're in love and shit and they're going to get married and whatever. I know three girls in my class who claim they're engaged to their boyfriends! ENGAGED! At SEVENTEEN! How STUPID can you GET?!?! Spend a year sitting next to each other in Advanced Chem., batting eye-lashes and holding hands, and they think they've been through everything! They think they can just up and marry without a plan for the future, a stable career, an education beyond high school, and love will pull them through?! As long as they're in love everything will work itself out?!?!

Dear God, they piss me off. PISS ME OFF!

...Besides, those boys are just making false promises to get into their pants. I know how thier devious minds work. They'll sleep with them a few times, decide a little awkward, inexperienced sex isn't worth throwing their life away with a girl they barely know, and leave her when they go off to college. And then she ends up at my house at three in the morning weeping all over my pretty leather couch!

And they're always complaining about how unfair and difficult their lives are. Think they've got big problems when their mom won't let them stay out past midnight or Daddy says they've got to bring their grades up or they can't go to the Snowball Dance. At least they have a father to care enough about them to set down some rules so they don't blow their entire futures on some silly, immature relationship! Let me tell you, they don't know about problems!!!

Fucking melodramatic teenagers...

~Pretty

Happy New Year!

Listening to: "You're Makin' Me High" by Toni Braxton

Happy New Year, everyone! Mine was fantabulous! I had so much fun!

-excited- I've got all these ideas for A Thousand Little Deaths, and I can't wait to get them out! I've even got a sort of storyline that I think I'm just going to run as a series of one-shots. It'll be great. And very deep. I hope you like it. I know I do!

~Pretty