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My name is Mariam and through this blog I'm discovering things about the world, and about myself. Through all my blogs you'll see craziness, political insight, celebrity mania, musical interest, total drama queen-ness,all about boys, and ever changing views on everything. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it. You're about read the pages of my epic diary. Welcome to my world, and feel free to come back ;)

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Hey blog and blog readers!
I hope life is treating you all well. I want to go back and discuss the last blog which was a pretty serious one for me. I think I totally blew the whole thing out of proportion. Drama is my middle name after all. Not to give you the wrong impression. I really did feel that way at the time. I'm still hurt about the whole thing but I will not allow myself to loose hope because when your hope is gone you have nothing left and everyone needs something to live for! I examined the situation a little bit . What was the situation you ask? On Monday I thought I was talking to prince through texting but I wasent. It may seem like no big deal to you but it was to me. It takes a lot of me to open up to someone and be a hundred percent real. I was being brave and just going for it trying to see if we could keep a conversation going. And "we" did. But later on I found out it wasent even him.

For starters I knew something was diffrent because the normal prince just tells me his sisters gone and ignores my little small talk attempts. The normal prince is meaner. But I though hey, maybe today's my lucky day. So we kept texting for maybe like 30 minutes. We talked about nothing and something. I made a fool of myself and was happy about it for 5 days. It kind of made me realize that maybe I don't know prince as well as I thought. The true test was when I asked him about this album and he replied accordingly; or his brother did. I don't really know how to read princes brother in all this. There's a high percent that he was texting me as a big joke so he can laugh his butt off at the stupid things I said. That's probaly what happened. The second small percent object is that he was just bored and needed to entertain himself . Option four, it was a plot between him and his brother (prince) to stomp on my heart so I would comity suicide and they can pretend I never exsisted. Any other ideas?

So what have I learned from this? Rule one: never ever ever trust texting; learn from me. Rule two: bad things happen to good people and there's nothing you can do about it. Rule three: maybe I believe in this prince idea to much and the reality is it just wasn't meant to be. Rule four: the saying every cloud has a silver lining is false because I don't know what's good about this. That's basically it for this as a learning expirence but now I'm never texting him again. That was it and it's over. I can't go threw that emotional whirlpool. I also kind of learned that I let him have a big chunk of my heart that he didn't really earn yet. So i'm gonna do my best to get that back. I' ll keep you updated readers! Bye

song of the day: true colors-glee

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