Monday, November 15, 2004

Damage Control Specialist

It would appear that my vast knowledge of girls has saved my ass once again, things with Desiree are back to normal. Our little arguments over such trivial things as "who will take the umbrella" have started again and somewhere down inside she knows how I feel. So I got as good as I could have hoped for. I know a girl this great couldn't want anything to do with me.

In other...well I guess its not news...but in other things Allison informed me today that she will be moving to Florida next semester so that she can start her job at Disney> I'm sad to see her go, I was starting to think of her like a big sister, she is older than me. And now she won't be here for a whole half of the year.

Allison is one of those friends that comes along every so often that you really get close to without even having to spend all that much time together. She always makes you feel welcome and stuff, I think thats why I liked her for a while. And in the same way, Desiree is like that. For some reason guys just can't be good friends like that, don't ask me to explain why, but anyone that thinks like a guy just sees incapable of being a good friend to me. There have been some to prove me wrong, but still I have that nagging feeling down inside.

Tonight I have my last test in the row of tests that is the second to last stance against what I like to call "the Man", what I mean by "the Man" is the grading system. Its a constant war for something that counts as passing and I think I might make it. At least make it...Well I have to get moving, I have to find this umbrealla so I can finish getting ready.

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