Screw Goodbyes

I seriously hate goodbyes. All they ever do is make people cry. One thing I love, though, is Black Veil Brides. So, I was sick and bored, so I watched an interview of Andy Biersack. He said a lot of stuff about bullying, and it made me feel a lot better. So, yeah, Garrett’s gone. He moved last week. I guess it’s okay. I miss him, though. He was a good friend. A lot of my friends kept saying that he was a jerk and stuff, but I told them to shut up. Man, I’m sick of going up and down. I mean, people tell me that Trevor just has to like me. I’ll admit that he does treat me differently than he does other girls. But whatever. Last semester, when he was single, and he knew that I liked him, he could have done something. But did he? No. He blew me off. Then he wants to go and act like he does like me. If he does or ever did, I officially don’t give a fuck. From now on, there will be no more dreams about him. I don’t have time for worrying about him. I got a letter from Duke TIP saying that I did better than the majority of seventh graders who took the ACT. (Yes, I’m in 7th grade. I was accepted to take the ACT because I did really good on another test) I may get a scholarship. I don’t plan to go to Duke University, but it would feel nice to have a scholarship already. And I have to practice on my trumpet. I’ve got so much stuff to do that it just doesn’t allow time to worry about that douche bag. I don’t have time for worrying about any guy, actually. Thinking about one? Maybe. But not thinking about one like I did Trevor. There are plenty of other fish in the sea, and plenty of time to find them.  There’s also plenty of time for being happy. I do feel better. Completely better? No, but better than I did feel. Bye for now. (This time, it’s not bye forever.)