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So my mom just showed me that a bunch of the employers at the law firms where Wake Forest Law Students are having their summer clerkships (aka internships) complained to her office that they have found incriminating pictures and journal entries right here on live journal. It's pictures of alcoholic law students drinking and writing about how much they hate their internships...and their bosses are reading it because they can find them right off google.com. I guess I just realized how easy it was for someone I'd rather not reading my very personal thoughts. Especially because I make this journal so personal. Mostly about guys and how they annoy me, but still personal.
Speaking of...
The guy who I'm not really sure if I'm interested in yet or not gave me the cold shoulder today. Nothing's worse than the cold shoulder from someone you haven't decided yet whether you like them. So he's going to pay, that is if he's actually interested in me and has the testicles enough to show it. No more aggressiveness for me. No more wondering for me. I guess my ego's bruised a bit and I'm slightly annoyed because who does he think he is? Just like I was annoyed earlier this week that the boyfriend formerly know as "Asshole" (I think its a good idea to start going by pseudonyms now) still thought I liked him. I mean, pity on that poor soul who thinks that I'd want to be romantically linked to someone who can't tell the difference between "steak" as in moo cow and "stake" as in set up the tents. And what nerve he had to think that I'd still be interested in someone who thought driving through mud was a reasonable pasttime.
Anyhow, back to the current fellow, we'll call him Cohen for he mimmicks all the neurosis and nerdiness of Seth Cohen (although I do have a soft spot for Seth Cohen). I'm a bit peeved that I've been shafted by someone who considers Harry Potter suitable literary material. Maybe I'm being a snob in thinking I deserve something better. Maybe I sound full of myself but I'm getting to the age where I think that perfection of my standards is unrealistic. Cause afterall, I've found someone who's smart, democrat, funny and understands my sense of humor with many, many similar interests but he doesn't necessarily fit physical or emotional standards (i.e. giving me the attention that I need). Does that mean I should forget about him or settle? Cause what if it never comes that close again? Yeah, I know, I'm 20. Whatever, whatever. But still there have been so few guys that I've had much in common with. I guess I'm always the one to compromise while the other person just sits back while I rearrange my life for them. It's a pattern, I've been told you gotta make things work but I make it a one way street going my way. Anyhow, I wasn't intending to get so deep, just began to think out loud and come to a few revelations. I know its like a butterfly: when you're not chasing it, it comes to you and all that bullshit. But I've been alone for a while and I know this house needs a bit of remodling and structural reinforcement before anyone can actually move in but it gets so lonely and I reach the point where I think, is EVER gonna happen? Is it me?
Speaking of...
The guy who I'm not really sure if I'm interested in yet or not gave me the cold shoulder today. Nothing's worse than the cold shoulder from someone you haven't decided yet whether you like them. So he's going to pay, that is if he's actually interested in me and has the testicles enough to show it. No more aggressiveness for me. No more wondering for me. I guess my ego's bruised a bit and I'm slightly annoyed because who does he think he is? Just like I was annoyed earlier this week that the boyfriend formerly know as "Asshole" (I think its a good idea to start going by pseudonyms now) still thought I liked him. I mean, pity on that poor soul who thinks that I'd want to be romantically linked to someone who can't tell the difference between "steak" as in moo cow and "stake" as in set up the tents. And what nerve he had to think that I'd still be interested in someone who thought driving through mud was a reasonable pasttime.
Anyhow, back to the current fellow, we'll call him Cohen for he mimmicks all the neurosis and nerdiness of Seth Cohen (although I do have a soft spot for Seth Cohen). I'm a bit peeved that I've been shafted by someone who considers Harry Potter suitable literary material. Maybe I'm being a snob in thinking I deserve something better. Maybe I sound full of myself but I'm getting to the age where I think that perfection of my standards is unrealistic. Cause afterall, I've found someone who's smart, democrat, funny and understands my sense of humor with many, many similar interests but he doesn't necessarily fit physical or emotional standards (i.e. giving me the attention that I need). Does that mean I should forget about him or settle? Cause what if it never comes that close again? Yeah, I know, I'm 20. Whatever, whatever. But still there have been so few guys that I've had much in common with. I guess I'm always the one to compromise while the other person just sits back while I rearrange my life for them. It's a pattern, I've been told you gotta make things work but I make it a one way street going my way. Anyhow, I wasn't intending to get so deep, just began to think out loud and come to a few revelations. I know its like a butterfly: when you're not chasing it, it comes to you and all that bullshit. But I've been alone for a while and I know this house needs a bit of remodling and structural reinforcement before anyone can actually move in but it gets so lonely and I reach the point where I think, is EVER gonna happen? Is it me?