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Well, it seems that my social life (involving guys) is now kind of a joke at work, which is understandable, considering the last two guys I've dated. Tyler(25), the one who told sarah (after a week) that I was "the one." Then when he noticed that I was getting distant, started "observing" me, which if you don't know, means that when everyone else was laughing, drinking, and having fun, he was staring at me from the doorway. It lasted about 19 days.
Then there was Dave(25), who seemed like a great guy, until he ruined it with those 9 magic words, "Hey, do you care if I do a line?" Yes, Dave, I do care(for the record, he did it anyways). Because I'm stupid, I thought I could overlook something like that, but I politley asked him not to do it when he was around me. About a day later he broke up with me, and when I asked if it was because I asked him not to do coke when he was around me, he said "Well... kinda... But..." Stop, I've heard enough.
Then I met a guy, Dennis(22) who asked me if I liked the Postal Service while we were at a party(there was a 3-legged dog there named cinnamon). Fuck yeah I do! He was supposed to go to a party with me on friday night, but never called me back.
Then there was Jeremy(19 :-/ ), who seems pretty cool, but he kinda reminds me of Parker in a way(Bob said he shaved his head... crazy), so I'm not getting my hopes up. I met him at the party I went to on Oak street friday. I kinda know him from KVCC(he used to ride the metro), and he used to go to Ali Baba's occasionaly. The one thing that gets me about him is that he doesn't like to talk. Don't get me wrong, I love to talk, but he hardley talks at all. I know practically nothing about him. Well, except that he works at Bilbos, goes to Valley, and he plays capture the flag downtown on monday nights. And the music he likes and shit like that, but nothing major.
In other (kind of but not really) related news, my English 110 teacher was staring at me all day in class on thursday. We had to write an essay in class, so every so often, I would look up and think, and he would be looking at me. I'd turn away, and then look back up to see if he was still staring at me. He was. this happened like 3 or 4 times which is weird. And it's not like I'm in the middle of the classroom. I'm on the far left side (farthest from the door). It's just kinda creepy, in my opinion.
Well, I gotta leave for school soon(English, yipee!!), so I will write more later.