Journaling Schizophrenic

Entry fourteen: Head Over High Heels

Hey, sorry this upload's a bit late - Friday I went to the gym & yesterday I went prom shopping & was reading the Hunger Games, so I didn't get a chance to go on the computer. Since this chapter is fairly short, I'll post the next chapter as well.

Enjoy :)

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Entry fourteen:

Head Over High Heels. I know I don’t wear high heels, or any heels for that matter, but this song title still applies. I’m sorry if it makes you a little uncomfortable reading about my date, but I did give you a warning. If you decided to respect my privacy (which honestly doesn’t make too much difference to me), then I thank you and will just tell you that it was an entry about my date with Gavin. He let me drive to Tim Horton’s and then took me down to the lake to watch the meteor shower.

Now that I’ve hopefully satisfied your curiosity, I just want to say something. If I thought the voices were bad before, in their overjoyed state they are causing uproar in my mind! I’m almost considering going back to Dr. Tom Logan Heirsing’s to ask for more of those antidepressants – if only they didn’t go against my morals.

Sadie keeps randomly squealing at the fact that I seem to have a boyfriend. I’m not even sure if that’s what he is – I mean he did say he wanted to hang out sometime again, and he kissed me a few times, but nothing was ever said about becoming an official couple. Is there any way you can shed some light on the situation? Or are you as clueless as I am? I’ll have to ask him next time we meet up.

As for Marny, if I thought Sadie’s French love poems were annoying, Marny is being way more dramatic about it. She’s fluttering through my mind singing sappy love songs and trying to make me see through rose-coloured glasses. But not to worry, I won’t go under. I will remain as objective as a teenage girl who constantly has to ignore her own thoughts.

And poor Jamie is just miserable. He does not like the fact that I’m – we are – spending so much time thinking about this one boy. I couldn’t for the world concentrate in school today. It was even worse than usual.

And I know you saw the big smile on my face. When you asked me “What’s with the smile? Did you have a good night?” And I said, “Well that I did. Thank you so much for not showing up for lunch yesterday.” Your expression was priceless. It made my day that much better. And just to add suspense to your day I quickly said “I met a boy.” before darting away to class. But I guess you already knew that...

Don’t worry; I’ll drop off this journal when I come over for dinner today so you’ll get the full scoop if you so choose. Mom’s making lasagne tonight, and you know what a mess that can be. So I am coming over. I’m glad your parents don’t mind me popping over so often. I’m also glad your house is a walking distance away. It’d be annoying to have to hop on a bus or sneak away in a car.

Dexter’s Fourth Response:

You’re My Best Friend. See I can start with song titles too. But I’m happy you made a new friend you feel you can trust. I’m sorry I forgot about meeting you at lunch – even if it did turn out for the better – but I ran into an old friend after I left the dentist’s. We haven’t talked for a while and she asked me to have a coffee with her. Just in case you’re wondering, it’s not anyone you know. I met her a few years ago when my parents forced me to go live with my grandmother for the summer, remember? I think you’d like her; maybe the four of us should grab lunch together sometime?

And I skipped over entry thirteen at first, because you asked me to, but after reading entry fourteen I just had to read it. It’s not that I was overly curious, but how else am I supposed to help you when I don’t know what’s going on?

From your biased entries about him, he seems like a great guy for you – obviously he’s good looking and you guys seem comfortable with each other, though both those qualities apply to me too. I guess the novelty and the fact that he made the first move are what make us different. Oh well, don’t worry about me, I’ll just take that as ‘permission’ to ask Kaaleb out (Don’t worry, her real name is Joy, but she goes by Kaaleb. You’ll understand when you meet her.)

As for Jamie, you can tell him that this Gavin guy is what you need right now, but at the same time threaten Sadie and Marny that if they won’t calm down you’ll be forced to tell him that you’re not currently capable of handling a relationship. What do you think? Do those sound like valid threats that would work? Of course they can’t be empty threats…you have to think of your health here after all.

So that’s my input for now. I’ll try to skip over your intimate moments if you still choose to write them down (just write them in a different colour ink or something – like bright pink), but I’m glad you don’t mind sharing your life with me.