Whoa, long time!

Sorry I haven't been writing, but none of my readers *coughLIKEIHAVEANYcough* have notified me of my absence. Until now. I got a message from blogspot that said my blog was out-of-date. Sorry!

ANNIVERSARY!

Today, one year ago, I published my first post here on blogger. YAY! *celebrates*
...Okay, that was it.

An Evil Ultimatum

GAH! Boy trouble. Sucks, doesn't it? The drama that surrounds dating.
So, if you've been following along my stupidly boring life, you'll remember Mark. And if you haven't, let me clue you in: Mark was my first friend here in Hell's Oven (A.K.A Las Vegas), Nevada. My first real boyfriend, and the guy who took my V-Card. He just turned 21. I just turned 18. We've been close for years. You figure out how illegal that was. So now you know a little about Mark, and our relationship.
That all ended last night.
We were sitting in the parking lot of a park (I had previously been in that same spot only a couple of weeks ago, celebrating the win of the Steelers during the Superbowl), and we were talking seriously, voices slightly elevated. Nearly the whole way to the park, Mark had been trying to convince me to have an affair with him, that Logan would never have to know, and that he missed me.
I asked him why the sudden change of heart; why ask me out now when I've been chasing him for months. Why now, when I have a boyfriend? His answer was that I was 18 now. Yeah. I'm betting that it's also because I'm with Logan.
So, we start talking about how we can't act like we always did around eachother. He called me a cock-tease, and that I can't even talk 'cause it turns him on. And it eventually turned out to this:
I would have to gain another 100 pounds, scar my face, change my voice (or just stop talking), not wear any makeup, and have Mrs. Lovett's hair (Sweeney Todd reference) to be able to ever hang out with him. I said screw that.
Then he started to ask why I was denying who I am sexually. Wait.... WHAT??? I'm not gay! But that's not what he meant. He says that when I'm with Logan, I'm not having the type of sex I want. He asked if Logan had ever handcuffed me or tied me up. I responded with "I take the fifth," and he was like, "I knew it." And I was like, what? again, because the conversation was going around in ciricles in my head, and I didn't get what that had to do with anything. Why should my love life matter to him?
Then he asked why I couldn't have both Logan and Mark. Umm... Because I'm in a very serious and loving relationship? Then he threw it: Either I cheat on Logan with Mark, break up with Logan for Mark, or never see Mark again.
So what did I do? I told him to fuck himself sideways, and left.
I love you, Logan.

Happy Single's Appreciation Day!

A.K.A Valentine's Day! And my Valentine's Day (itself) was amazing, thank you! Logan and I went to the school play, The Tempest, which was amazing, good job everyone, had dinner at my place and was all alone until around 10-ish when my parents came home. Amazing night, I must say!

Amazing night!

However, the day before Valentine's was... not so peachy, I must say. Gage called me on Thursday night, requesting that I come to school on Friday (which was really weird). Then when I go, he tried to give me two Valentine's Day chocolates, (A big heart of chocolate, and a chocolate frog) which I refused. And here's why (in bullet form!!):

• He'll call my cell for a random question, and when I don't answer, he'll call my house. And do this repeatedly until someone answers. He called to talk to my mom on Friday... Kinda stalker-ish.
• He asked me a couple of weeks ago that if I was not with Logan, would I ever consider going back out with him?
  I gave him a "probably not" maybe, but didn't pick up on the "not" part.

  Maybe?

  
• He needs help. He says he's going to his counselor's every week, but I see no improvement.
• He's always asking for a hug, even though he knows I'm not that into him, and he KNOWS that that's not going to help him get over me. (Which he's struggling with)

So that's the low-down on that. Woot. Woot.

Is it?

Okay, if you've never read Twilight or the Host, stop reading... You may not understand...
So, I might have met him. My Jacob. My Ian. We have a weird connection. We're both gamers, and he has played D&D, but he's into a different game, which I'm starting to like. It's a LARP called Vampires. I enjoy it, but in the game we play rivals, so we can't be seen talking together I/C.
Just so you know, I met him online, then met at a public place with a heavy purse, just on the off-chance he wasn't what he said he was. He was. And it's been a great 3 weeks.
And, no, I won't tell you his name, where he lives, or any other info about him. I know a few of my readers... And I'd rather not bury my boyfriend, K?

So my favorite teacher, like, ever, Mr. Bayer, has a new Student Aide. ME!! I'm sooo happy! Now I can bug him before school, during school, and after school! Yaaay!

There's a new guy in school. His name is Matt. And there's something about him I can't figure out. His aura is... not normal. So, you know how I can be... I've taken it on myself to give him a friend. I know, I can be annoying... But everyone needs a friend, right?

I'm watching a marathon of Momma's Boys, and I've thought about auditioning... Lol... It's a good show...

Oh yeah...
Mom's in the hospital. Nothing serious, but she'll be there for about a week... I'm going to miss her, because now I have to live with Dad/Hitler.

Wish me luck!