Just got back from our great trip to Monterey. I'll post about it later, but I just wanted to get something down, while my pictures are loading. I was thinking about "life" while we were driving by the coast on the way back. I got to the topic that all girls get to when they think about "life": Guys. Woaah. Big topic, Huge topic. And I started thinking about who I like. And how the guy I like, isn't approved by anyone I know. He's what you could call "popular," but in a way, people think he's gross. Whatever. I'm trying to get myself to not like him. I'm having my friends tell me things that make him a jerk, a weirdo, or anything that would turn me off.. Not, working.. Anyway, as I was thinking about all this Guy crap, I was trying to picture guys that I've previously fell for. I could only picture one. The guy that I could picture (let's call him Fred), I had liked in 6th and 7th grade, and then he moved. I almost cried, honestly. I feel weird knowing that he was the only guy who's face I could picture in my brain. It's not true love or anything, heeell no. I guess it's just one of those things that you can't explain. Not even the most accomplished psychologist could get me to believe that there is a specific reason that I could only picture him.. Don't give me all this crap about how it's because he moved and I don't see him all the time, because I moved from Arizona not too long ago, and I can't picture any of the guys I liked back then. I really don't need an answer, I just need to ponder it, and ask myself what my future husband is doing at this moment.. He's probably at some fan thing, because my future Husband's name is Jackson Rathbone♥ And I loove him. Even though he's 14 years older than me. Ahhh. xD But I'm serious....I need to see Fred again..
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