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    Love Is Another Word For Regret pt 12

    I always knew that I wasnt like most other girls my age. I was distant, a loner with not many friends. School was hard for me, due to the attitude problem. But the problems didnt end there, there is the anger management issue, weekly shrink appointments. The whole 9 yards. She nodded and looked over at Bette, You see, I came from a conservative Jewish family. Mom believed that there was one way of life, we were the norm and all that. Anything that I did had to be approved, everything had to be in the way of my religion. So when I started listening to rock music and becoming my own person they came down on me, pressuring me to be this perfect Jewish girl. I wouldnt take that *****, I ignored it and after 9 amazingly retarded years at Jewish school I made my way to a public highschool; much to my parents dismay.

    As soon as I entered that school I knew that it wasnt going to be a walk in the park, the first day I got there I was offered cigarettes and marijuana. I denied that, I stayed clean but the pressure still came down on me. Jordy, youre becoming a mess Jordy I know youre higher than a kite. It never ended, and I continued to be subjected to all the new ideas, and none seemed to want to fit with me. That was until I realized that maybe I wasnt all that innocent, maybe I wasnt all that happy. Well, that was until I met this girl, on the internet of all places. Nora. She inhaled deeply, shaking her head. Bette saw the hurt there, she heard it, she could sense that something had gone wrong.

    You dont have to continue if you dont want, I mean if its hard for you to talk about… Bette said sympathetically, eyeing the girl.

    No its fine, just give me a second here. She pressed a smile on her lips, taking a deep breath before she continued: We met through some fan club, and we hit it off great. As friends I mean. We talked for hours everyday, about anything and everything. We just had this great understanding of one another, like we were meant to be friends and it was amazing that we found each other. It was strange though, because after a while I found myself having these feelings, like Id never had towards any guy before, or anyone for that matter. At first I was a little unsure of myself, Jordy Kendall the perfect Jewish girl gone *****. At that point it didnt even matter anymore to me, I fell hard. And I just had to tell her because it was driving me mad. I had become this sick ball of romantic, cheesy, loserish *****. She had this amazing effect on me, in fact, I learned a lot from the experience.

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    1. Wow…that’s hella deep. It’ll be interesting to see Jordy get fleshed out. And…where the hell is she going with my girl’s car?? Can’t wait for the next post. ;)

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