4 am. why am I even awake?

it's 4 am. 4 AM. why am I not asleep? oh, that's right, i'm having a late-teen crisis. I have a 22 year old guy that asked me out on a date. okay...not healthy. I have a 19 year old guy (everyone breathe a sigh of relief) that I broke up with, and made a huge mistake because I really liked him. the 19 year old is dating some bridge troll. the 22 year old, I kinda like him. but he doesn't seem to be prince charming. he's got like 284927482947294729570185029500 girls on his facebook trying to get with him, and he's saying they're 'just friends'. then, he ditched me for his 'cousin' and said he 'didn't feel good'. somewhere, we are not adding up. then he updated his facebook status that he had a fun night and is starting to like tennessee better? REALLY not adding up. at all.
also, i'm having a really random moment of insanity, where I think I want to pixie cut my hair in the midst of all this, and i'm frustrated. I don't know what to do! senioritis is flaring up MAJOR lately. i'm soooo ready to graduate and kiss that hellhole goodbye. (and hellhole is not a bad word). my mom hasn't even ordered my cap and gown stuff, so I may be graduating naked. cute. (this is my blog I will overdramatize as much as I want, thank you).
if you're reading this and your only concern is that i'm possibly going on a date with a 22 year old and i'm only 17, stop reading now. because age is a number, and it's not like he's 67. and the 19 year old is closer to my age and yes, I would rather me date him too. but alas, he doesn't wanna date me. tragic.
sometimes, I think I have a rare chemical that repels the part of the male race that is good and reels in the bad side. I don't understand. ugh, i'm FINALLY tired after I got all that off my mind. good night to the people who do not read my blog and to the invisible people I like to think read my blog.
(to be continued...)
until next time, this is autumn danielle, signing off. have a smashing saturday, world. (*sigh* I have moments where i'm clever).