Totally.

 
Down to the silly jokes Steve would tell, and how much it would irritate Miranda. To how Miranda would play the relationship off as casual and “whatever”, and Steve was openly and shamelessly in love with her. Almost like the more she fought against it, the more he loved her.

 
Ack.

 
I had a series of random dreams last night (Tommy Davidson showed up, ok! It doesn’t get more random than that, lol. And I couldn’t remember for the life of me what skits he did on In Living Color.)

……but anyway…sorry for the tangent……

 
at some point in the dreams, these words were spoken to me–

The one you always wanted to be with and the one you don’t want to be without. Merge the two together and that’s how you find “the one”.

 
I can’t remember the context in which the words were spoken, but they stuck in my head as I woke up. Trippy, eh?

 
I don’t know who this guy is to me now or who he might be to me later, but I know I picked a HUGE fight with him, and am in the process of pushing him (among others) away.

 
I feel this incredible urge to be left alone, and I’m counting down the days till I see my Mommy, Nana, and Papa (and of course the pets).

 
I don’t know if its hormonal or mental (oh the joys of being a woman). They say hurt people, hurt people. He hurt my feelings, so I hurt his (and probably then some). Thats me…forever on the OFFensive. But I’m over being hurt (for no reason) by someone who I’ve been kind to, over something ridiculous.

 
It doesn’t pay to be nice.

 
I don’t know where I was going with this. Miranda and Steve? — an unlikely pair, but a pair nonetheless. I guess I’m just conflicted and upset.

I need my Mum.

*for those who have NO clue who Miranda and Steve are……CLICK*