Wednesday 17th August
Dear diary,
I honestly think I am living in a daydream; I don't know where to start. Creating that video, the video that started all of this, was a way of letting out so much pain that has built up for too long. It sounds so depressing I know but I made it because I don't like talking to people and bothering them with my never ending problems; singing them out is just easier on everyone.
That video has made me who I am, I'm still trying to come to terms with the events that have happened recently, like what if Blonde Boy only treated me like he did because of the video? What if he doesn't like me but wants something (like money idk), why did I even like him in the first place? GOD it is so complicated having feelings for someone.
Oh shit I never even said what happened!
Long story short: I went to see the show, which was INSANE by the way, and during seize the day Ben threw his paper at me and WINKED! To say that I died inside is an understatement, I thought I was going to squeal out loud or something but I just about managed to keep it together. Then I went for the backstage tour, and everyone else had to go and do stagedoor so I got left ALONE with Ben. We talked for a bit and then the other toursies came back, which made me feel a bit weird because I was enjoying talking with him.
AND THEN
I get back to the hotel with Amy and he texts me asking to meet in the morning, WHAT?! So I go down and meet him at 10 like he said and he takes me to the theatre, up the 'towers' on stage. We talked for forever and I loved every second, BUT THEN it gets better. There is a 99% chance I'm interpreting this completely and utterly wrong, BUT he leaned in towards me and our foreheads were touching, and I thought we were going to kiss, but probably not. I mean come one, there is no way in this world that he likes me, no way. Look at what I've just written for gods sake: I've made it sound so much more dramatic than it actually was, and it was highly likely just him being nice, right? Jesus why can't life be simple?!
Do you know what, I need to focus. It's Broadwaycon in a month and I need to get my head around my performances for that instead of constantly daydreaming about him.
Oh shit, what if he's there?
In summary: I like a boy, I totally didn't think about him the entire flight home, and he just wants to be friends.
Yours truly,
A very confused Jorgia Taylor xo
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