I suppose people [you] are wondering why i am starting this "zone" as i am calling it. 
Well, let me tell you the story of 2007 for me. 
Things started out perfect. You know, the whole New Years Kiss that sparks it all? I thought my year was going to be great. 
Well, my new years eve kiss turned out to be this guy Harrison who I had met and kissed previously and a [slightly tipsy] me was convinced into a date and the who 12 am kiss. 
So I was pshyched. 
But well, after a month of being cheated on [once more then once at the SAME party] and walking in on him with his pants around his ankles and a girl kneeling before him in the bathroom I ended it before he buckled up his belt. 
so that was a bust, but i was still positive. 
Even after this horrid mis-hap, I thought, you know, I'll be fine. It will be o.k. I'll just deal - it wasn't like i had much to get over. 
And soon afterwards - i had a new one. Cam, he was sweet and kind. However after nothing past 1st base for 7 months, his parent's divorce, his year 12, me being "too demanding" [in his book, fyi - asking to spend more then a hour with him a week is not demanding.] and his own issues, I ended it. But not after an extra month of both of us scooting around each other with neither one have the heart to actually end it. 
But you know what, I was happy when it ended. But sad too - because I felt like I had lost such a good friend. 
Then, at my step-bro's party, i ended up hooking up with his best friend and super-cute Tom [did i mention taken?]. I know, just to let you know, I am not that type of girl. I do not normally do that type of thing. But Tom and I always got on, and I was sad and he was comforting me and just being a generally good guy and it just happened. 
He ended up feeling as shit as i did and neither of us wanted a secret to keep so we decided to tell his girlfriend. well, he did. I wasn't there - i didn't want to risk bodily harm. but she couldn't stand that he'd hooked up with me of all people and ended it with him. (Tom's gf - Peyton - and I have a long complicated history.) 
Then I come to my finally guy of the year. The only one who actually broke my heart. The only boy to ever break my heart.
His name was simon and I loved him with all my heart. More then all my heart. I loved him a heck of a lot and I had/have for a very long time. We dated in secret. a little advise. NEVER DATE ANYONE IN SECRET. it can only end bad or badder or baddest. I landed a baddest. After one month of utter happiness he ended it without so much as a blink. OVER the PHONE. that's the biggest no-no any guy can do if you ask me. and that's what he did. 
and so now I have my summer of solitude, followed my year 12 of boy-free-ness. 
So now I am an emotional wreck, hence why my summer is solitude. 

oh and I also - here are the other guys in my life:
Dan - a.k.a the step-dad. Unofficially. Live with him on wkends. 
Michael - a.k.a the step-bro. Again, Unofficially. He's one of those WWW guys who lives through his computer and doesn't know how to converse. 
Dad - a.k.a The F$@%* Dick-Head who hasn't spoken to me for... hm... 10 years? and he lives less then 5 minutes away. 
George - a.k.a The Best Guy-Fried who happens to be gay. My fashion advice and pure hottness. 

So yeah, I shall fill you in as I go.
xoxo