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My friend Jaime's comment, after my statement that I shouldn't care about whether or not a boy calls me back, because I'm perfectly happy and have the exact job I've wanted for a year:
"No matter how awesome The Journal is...it can't subsitute for that fluttering/queasy feeling you get when you're debilitatingly infatuated with someone."
It's true... getting the job I want is only half of what I want in life. And I'm not sure if debilitatingly is a word, but it works well.
"No matter how awesome The Journal is...it can't subsitute for that fluttering/queasy feeling you get when you're debilitatingly infatuated with someone."
It's true... getting the job I want is only half of what I want in life. And I'm not sure if debilitatingly is a word, but it works well.