title: Little You and I by Jason Mraz



haha i love the serious dosage of jason mraz i've got going here. sorry he's awesome!



so i'm feeling like a total bitch. like, what the hell katie, why so cruel? but at the same time i'm feeling like i care too much, like i'm too nice, and i deserve to be bitchy.



i should explain.



in the past months it has become clear to me that james likes me. it's clear to everyone else too. it's beyond annoying. james always goes for unavailable girls. ALWAYS!!! i am in no way unhappy with my current status. i do not want a change.



TWILIGHT REFERENCE!



gihan is like edward, i'm like bella and james is jacob. if you've read eclipse you'll get the reference. fuck jacob.



so james posted a blog today about how he feels and it was so obviously aimed at me. on saturday i told him to stop talking because i was completely exhausted from his near constant stream of senseless words. like he doesn't stop. and i just couldn't handle the shadow anymore, so i told him to be quiet. that shouldn't be considered a mean thing. it shouldn't be horrible to make that request, so why do i feel that way?



james claimed he wasn't blaming anyone in his blog, but he totally was. he blamed everyone but himself. like because he doesn't get invited to things he has less social experience and therefore he doesn't know how to act. now honestly!



i'm not the most social person in the world, certain social situations have given me panic attacks, but being in school should be enough for a person to figure out how to interact with people. mumbling to yourself through the halls doesn't say "come talk to me, i have a lot to say" it says "i'm insane, you should stay back and ignore my babbling"



Hey Love, Jason Mraz

Hey love, where you going to?

You're not sleeping anymore, you're just trying to.

Stay love, where you running to?

Awful happens all the time, don't let it kill you.

Easily with me I feel as fast as I can see..

Afraid of the horror stories I fall down on my knees.

Come away, come away

From all these things unheard

If a chosen word has got you cornered

Then it's a lesson learned

Like close the book before it burns you.

Come away, come away

From all these things unseen

At the price you paid I promise you won't believe anything they say

Belief will only disappoint you

In case you never noticed the path you never chose has chosen you.

Afraid to face and break it.

The secret