10 Day Challenge

Seems like I'm still unable to come up with enough "real stuff" for a proper entry. The last one was torture, I wonder if I'll survive this one. >__>

Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.
Day Ten: One confession

Day One: (Sorry, I don't know that many people I have something to say to. Thus, doubles.)
1. I say a lot of really stupid stuff. Freaky. Clumsy. Now more so than I used to (I don't know if it's my built-in filters overheating with all the crap they have to go through or me being less scared stiff... I'm guessing the first). I'm so glad you don't hate me for them all... Yet? OTL;;;
2. I guess I really haven't changed enough to be able to. But frankly... that's one of my tinier worries. It's just a part of me now. Something that would need to be changed if I had any "expectations". But, uh. I kinda don't.
3. Which brings me back to this. I think I lost a chance. Again. And I'm going to lose another one any time now. Still, what with me being like this... yeah. Too early for you.
4. I wonder if I could talk to you about that one thing? You know nothing while she knows everything about it. Until "now", that is. Would it be less awkward..? Oh. Right. Of course. I might try. But... it's really no big deal. Unless you ask why I tried to bring it up in the first place.
5. I'm stuck with the reply. Again. ;_________; Ugh, I'm such a loser.
6. Well... you're not even a person, are you? In any case. I would have liked to see you that one last time. I thought about you then, you know. I'll miss you, but... I know you needed to go.
7. It's not that I want anyone, even you, to be here instead of me being there, but I just noticed my bed is wide enough for comfortable cuddling. I promise I wouldn't fall off and get hurt. .w.;
8. I'd still like to ask you why. It wouldn't be a long conversation, I wouldn't cry or get mad. I just want to know.
9. I'm not afraid we might drift apart. I know we will. It makes me a little sad... But, just so you remember, I'll always be here for you. ♥
10. I hope you didn't think I was doing it just to be rude. ._____. I don't know you, you don't know me, but I don't like being mean to people who've never done anything wrong. I'm sorry I'm such a failure.

Day Two: (... I could swear I didn't see this before.)
1. For some reason, I've become almost unable to write. I'm not sure what to call it. Whenever I need to write something bigger for school, I clamp down, stop functioning, my head goes blank, my stomach knots, I break out in cold sweat, start shaking and really feel like crying. I guess the word is "afraid". Truth is, even this is making me feel all sick and shaky. Writing anything at all takes a lot of energy.
2. I like watching people. Especially people close to me, but uh, I just like seeing how everyone expresses themselves differently. I might stare at people too much, especially since I tend to observe their eyes most of all.
3. I'm afraid I'm just repeating old information again.
4. I'm almost hoping no one reads this. =____=
5. I think a lot. I don't know if it's possible to think "too much", but if it is, that's what I do. I almost get lost in my thoughts, they cause physical reactions, drain my strength, are easy to ignite and never just stop on their own. If it keeps me from functioning properly... yeah. Could be too much.
6. I have so much love in me I don't know what to do with it. Being the awkward failure I am, I can only hope it reaches you somehow. I don't know if it shows enough without trying. I mean, if I accidentally? lock up all my other emotions, how can I know I don't cover that up as well? What's more, maybe this isn't normal, what if it's something that would scare you away?
7. I think I should mix some lighter stuff in these, but I'm not sure how. Happens every time.
8. Pretty much none of these are what I wrote at first anymore. ;;
9. I just wrote an essay, a comment and this. My head hurts. *looks up* I suppose it's no wonder my thoughts don't exactly co-operate.

Day Three: (Maybe I should start checking these before latching on.)
... That's stupid. There are no ways. Besides, why would anyone want to do that?

If you're just simply yourself and I happen to fall for you, well... then it happens. I honestly believe there's no "way" to make me feel something I wouldn't just by being with you and getting to know you. Which, generally, doesn't happen if you can't accept me as I am, but still. You can't make yourself do that either.

Day Four:
1. -censored for negative content-
2. I love you.
3. Oh god, not again.
4. X''3 Geez, adorable much? ♥
5. Shit. I'm starting to forget again.
6. I fail.
7. So much to do. Stop overheating, I need my brain!

Day Five
I don't know if there are any. If I avoid taking action, there's nothing to regret, right..? Except, you know. "What if I'd said/done/told them something?" But. Uh. At the same time I know I couldn't have. And now, the past can't be changed no matter how much we wish.

... though I'm not sure I do even that much.

Days Six to Ten
That's it. I'm sorry, but I can't finish this.