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I hate posting livejournal entries like these, but I am no longer single.
The boy would not let up. A week straight he asked me out every day, every hour, multiple times in an hour.
I mean, I love my asics, but I want some high dunks.
I didn't visit you, I had to work. And the entire time I was flirting with this boy, laughing and folding pants. I felt bad but there's nothing I can do but move on.
I realize you'll never come back, I'll always feel the same way, and I'll always miss you. But I can't spend every night crying because I can't hear your voice. Because I wont feel the same touch.
I will visit you though, and soon.
Some time during winter break Jake and I are taking a day trip to VAB.
I went to Baltimore Aquarium with him Monday. Saw birds, sharks, frogs, not dolpins, heard really perverted groans walking up the escalators, ate at the inner harbour, almost went to the ESPN store but it was getting dark and we didn't know how to get back home. got lost on the way there because mapquest is shitty, got lost on the way home, side swiped and stopped at a really nice gas station. sang really loud in the car, sang to the car beside us. amazing parking. Perve parking. stunner shades. downtown washington, I SEE THE PENCIL. that santa shop has not always been there