You will know when I am speaking of you
So flywheel goes to Northwestern, and we win all our games. Even Supersnatch (Uni. of Chicago) was nice, they baked us cookies, and we kicked their ass. Im still the worst player, but I dived a few times...and caught the disk. For a moment, I felt hardcore. Now if I could just run faster than a sloth...
If last weekend was one of face to face confrontation, then this weekend has been the time to bare exactly how we feel on the phone. From now on, to avoid confusion and hard feelings, I will specify when Im talking about you SYDNEY. SYDNEY SYDNEY SYDNEY SYDNEY SYDNEY.
Oh SYDNEY, my favorite Asian senior. How you rock my socks. Im spent.
This is also the weekend of all my friends and their uncles asking me to hang out. If I had five of me, or I didnt have three projects due monday and tuesday and an ultimate tourney, I would have hung out with Sara, Jawuan, Jeremy, Casey, Sydney, Prince Albert, Sanja, Emily, and Ashley and give them the time, attention, and love they deserve. But instead I decided to see my cousin, Katie. She calls me to say that she wants to hang out when she comes to visit from MSU, just the two of us. She turns out to be already drunk when I meet her and spends the night debating whether to fuck a virgin and exchanging a few disconnected thoughts with me.
I could have been blowing steam at the Necto or doing work or hanging out with Casey in a warmer, better setting than in a random guy's room that was being occupied by dumb MSU girls. Dumb MSU girls in wooly mammoth ugg boots. Argh. But I expressed how I felt, and she has repented, so things are good. Maybe next time we can just get stoned and shoot the shit and do it Christensen style, but Friday was not the night.
I really enjoyed the conversation we had. Im glad to know that we can be honest with each other and still maintain a friendship. At the moment, your heart is with someone else, and mine, well mine will be fine. Who knows where we will be a year, a month, a day from now. Nothing is permanent. Right now Im content with everything.
note to reader: that last paragraph was not about you, Sydney.
Im hungry and gots lots of work to do. Peace.
If last weekend was one of face to face confrontation, then this weekend has been the time to bare exactly how we feel on the phone. From now on, to avoid confusion and hard feelings, I will specify when Im talking about you SYDNEY. SYDNEY SYDNEY SYDNEY SYDNEY SYDNEY.
Oh SYDNEY, my favorite Asian senior. How you rock my socks. Im spent.
This is also the weekend of all my friends and their uncles asking me to hang out. If I had five of me, or I didnt have three projects due monday and tuesday and an ultimate tourney, I would have hung out with Sara, Jawuan, Jeremy, Casey, Sydney, Prince Albert, Sanja, Emily, and Ashley and give them the time, attention, and love they deserve. But instead I decided to see my cousin, Katie. She calls me to say that she wants to hang out when she comes to visit from MSU, just the two of us. She turns out to be already drunk when I meet her and spends the night debating whether to fuck a virgin and exchanging a few disconnected thoughts with me.
I could have been blowing steam at the Necto or doing work or hanging out with Casey in a warmer, better setting than in a random guy's room that was being occupied by dumb MSU girls. Dumb MSU girls in wooly mammoth ugg boots. Argh. But I expressed how I felt, and she has repented, so things are good. Maybe next time we can just get stoned and shoot the shit and do it Christensen style, but Friday was not the night.
I really enjoyed the conversation we had. Im glad to know that we can be honest with each other and still maintain a friendship. At the moment, your heart is with someone else, and mine, well mine will be fine. Who knows where we will be a year, a month, a day from now. Nothing is permanent. Right now Im content with everything.
note to reader: that last paragraph was not about you, Sydney.
Im hungry and gots lots of work to do. Peace.