Gotta get away

The past two weeks have been horrible. Too much going on with school, family, friends, and stuff. . . yes, stuff. That's the worst part.

So, I'm taking a break from everyone. We'll see how long this lasts, though. I have to see some people tomorrow for another leadership training session (haven't they heard of natural leaders?!?) and then I may have to go out for a while. Other than that, I left Baltimore and have been alone since yesterday afternoon. I just need to get my life together again because I've been a super bitch lately. I don't like being tired, stressed, and unhappy.

Which brings me to the topic of guys. (no there really isn't a logical connection) What's wrong with them? I understand how devastating rejection can be. I really do. I feel awful when I have to tell a guy that I don't want to date him. (It makes me feel awful) But what about the ones who should know that I like them?

One of my friends tells me that I'm a guy killer, and that he is scared for anyone who tries to date me b/c I'll eat them alive if they try anything. Yeah, I told a guy this summer that I'd hit him if he kissed me, but really. . . that's only because I knew he was a player. I can't just go around dating every guy that has some interest in me. People should know better.

So about these guys that I would date. . . they don't ask me out! I hate to say that I'm intimidating, because I'm really not. Once I get to know someone, I'm incredibly easy to get along with. Before that, yeah, I can seem stuck up. *sigh*

Being sick is bad. I'm saying too much. Time for another 4 hour nap. Being awake for 40 minutes has taken its toll on my brain.