Ahh, back after a long hiatus. And its nice ^^ I'm glad to be posting my inconsequential thoughts here once more. Okay, since its been so god damned long, I've a lot of news. First, another boyfriend has entered the roster of "Broken Up". Blake has entered and now offically and finally left my romantic life, but I cant quite get him out of the other aspects (unfortunatly). Blake, while he meant well, is and was whiney, bitchy, and very stubborn and argumentative. And I am very stubborn and argumentivitve (read: bitchy) So, that relationship died fairly quickly. Ya see, I like MEN. Not boys that cry at the drop of a hat. So yeah. Hes (mostly) gone.

In other news, I've got a job now. I get paid 7.45/hour to rent/return movies and then return them within my locla Shop 'N Save.  ^^ I love it, save two people. Everybody else there has varying degrees of complete rock-age. I work between 15- 20 hours a week. It completely rocks.

Anyway. Thats the basic news of the past few months. Now on to the topic of this blog post. A while ago, when I first began to date Blake, Andy said something along the lines that Blake wasn't good enough for me, and even if I found Prince Charming, he still wouldn't Charming was good enough for me.

First of all, that was a very touching thing to say and more then one thought crossed my mind to tackle-hug him right there, but I didnt cause that'd have been strange. Anyway. I was thinking about this earlier tonight... Andy was right. I will never find anyone perfect for me, cause I'm bitchy and crazy like that. If hes too skushy, I'll tell him to stop. If hes too tough, I'll tell him to soften up. Too cuddley, to aloof.. I cant seem to make up my mind of what I want, even when i think I know. -sigh-. So I suppose that were most girls have their ideal men, their Prince Perfects, and rich men in white armor, I've got my dazzling Prince Nothing. He cant be any one thing without it eventually setting me of. Kinda sucks, no? So, all my romantic endevors are doomed before they begin because I am a psycho bitch. Ah well. Hopefully one day I'll be able to actually trust people more, and learn that its okay to open up a little.

Ok, I need to back-track just a little here. I've learned this about myself (Through the wonder that is Psychology class. Take it!!) I do not trust people. Anyone. Not entirely. (Randi comes really close though) anyway. And because I cannot trust, and because I find it uncomfortable when people start to examine my slimy icky personility to closely, I either lash out or turn it into a joke (Which is more often then not the truth). So in a relationship, where your supposed to bare all your soul and mind to the other, I just cannot do that. So, its easier if we're always focusing on changing or taking care of him, because then he can't possibly look at me too closely. My dazzling Prince Nothing, ain't it great.