I'm known for my penchant to drama. I've stopped trying to convince myself that this is not the case. Besides, it's not my fault, it's genetic. It has been suggested to me that I should officially change my name to O. Alanna Foell. "O" being short for Oh. Obviously.
I'm sure there is nothing at all disruptive going on in my life. The only disruption is me myself. And I'm struggling to keep that from being the case.
DDay passed without much hurrah. I was out of town when it occured but I was made aware that it happened. I'm anxious and nervous to see him again, and I wonder if he feels the same. My over active imagination has led me to believe all kinds of things.
I've been warned that if I want anything good to come to my life (hahah, thats just me being dramatic again) then I have to stay away from Alanna style trouble. No getting involved with someone or something I'm not willing to commit myself to.
And yet, trouble seems to seek me out!!! I'm unsure of how to take things, percieve possible harmless encounters as having romantic connotations...
(Hahaha and as I write this, in my efforts to protect names realize that writing vaguely but with details is quite difficult)
And me being a natural flirt does nothing to help my situation! I bring it all on myself...
Oh, how I wish my life would hurry up and sort itself out! And yet thats not really in my control...
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