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"But, the forest knew one thing Gepetto did not. Miracles don't grow on trees; miracles are made from the heart."


That's a short something from Pinocchio. It's 1 am. It's also a school night. I'd like to go to bed, but I can't. I'm too busy thinking about how ******** hormonal I am. I'm a senior in High School and I'm still single. And I always have been. What the ********???!

Usually, this is where I go, "Well, I'm not really in shape to be in a relationship." But I know very well that's far from true. I'm a nice guy, I'm average on weight and muscle, I'm an excellent musician, I'm a great friend, and other things. So what's wrong with a slice of action?

Which brings me to the quote. It feels like I need a miracle to get some happiness flowing through me. I say happiness because I'm down right now and I've been kinda down all day. Emily's taken. By an emo asian guy. And everytime I see her, the ******** glare she gives me gets worse and worse. I'm sick of it. And it feels like an "In you face! I beat you!" look.

Dani doesn't want a relationship, I don't Jenn often enough, Jennie is taken, Kirsten doesn't seem to be interested in me, Peanut Butter has no interest in me and probably never has, Hannah and I are just friends, and Mae is still not willing to talk to me.

I think it's fair to say that there is a celestial force that doesn't like making me happy. And I have some StS s**t I'm still obligated to do. Things are just stressy.

Well, I'm all good and pissed off now. I'll sleep on it. Good ******** night