The last couple of weeks has been an emotional whirlwind.

For the first time in 8 years, I like someone and they have absolutely no interest in me. Boo hoo, Helen. It's weird because of the way I fall for people. I feel like I have an addictive-type of personality: when I find things I like, I tend to "over-do" it, whether it'd be listening to a song straight for a week... or two. or maybe a month.

So, for these past two weeks, I've been bottling in and trying to suppress all these building feelings. And then yesterday was frolf. (Note to self: don't drink when sad.) Not that I started out sad, but seeing him there and being ignored was pretty bad when I was drunk. It's like the dam broke and all my mushy feelings and insecurities came bubbling up to the surface. Fact: everyone has insecurities. Point me to a person who doesn't and I'll tell you that they've just perfected the art of hiding it well. Normally, I hide it well with my enthusiastic, big personality but every once in a while, I break down. Usually, it's with the person I'm dating.... but plot twist! Not dating anyone so it ended up at frolf. That was embarrassing.

But lessons to be learned:
1) learn how to control my feelings.
2) look at number 1.