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Sunday, January 30, 2005

I think I can definitely spell the end of this crush now. It was laying low for a while, but my curiosity, though more controlled, still ebbed and flowed a little. I did a bit more digging, and I confirmed that he has a girlfriend. And apparently he's not the most attentive boyfriend. That's what I heard. I tapped into someone a little closer to the source. I feel a little sad that the fantasy has become flat.

Now I can focus on things more relevant and more rooted in reality. The reality is that I need to talk to RGuy. Communication is, after all, the key to a relationship. The time pressure is off, but it still needs to be addressed. I just hope that I don't f*ck it up.

8:54 PM

Friday, January 14, 2005

Yes. As time passes, it seems less and less likely that these things actually happened. In retrospect everything seems more... flaky. And I feel more and more ridiculous.

So I turn back. The risks I thought I was willing to take seem silly and too impulsive. I know where it's safe.

Even if safe is not meant to be, I need more time to be sure.

1:27 AM

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

I wish.

What do I wish?

I wish I had taken opportunities available to me. I wish I had gotten to know him better. At least I wouldn't feel so weird about the way I feel. I would have something more concrete to think about.

11:28 PM

Sunday, January 09, 2005

What can I say that hasn't already been said? I'm feeling the same things over and over again. Doubt and fear, hope and despair, indecision. It's a cycle. I'm sick of it.

4:50 PM

Saturday, January 08, 2005

I just want to get to know him. Is that so wrong? I know I'm starting to hover around the line between stalkerville and casual obsession, but here I go anyway.

Just anything. Anything. The sound of his voice. I want to hear it. Just something to satisfy my curiosity.

6:00 PM

Friday, January 07, 2005

Why does no one go online on Friday? Does anyone else notice this? I'm always hungry for things being updated, emails being sent, that I constantly check. And Fridays are always dry for this.

Anyways, here I am alone. Studying.

11:12 PM

Thursday, January 06, 2005

I'm in the hungry for information stage again. I'm in that stage where I start to imagine what I would say to him.

I would tell him that I really liked his eyes. I would tell him I really liked his eyes looking at mine. I would tell him how I started to notice him noticing me. Then I would tell him how I started to look for him. Then I would tell him how I couldn't stop thinking about him.

It doesn't really matter now. He's gone. Along with all my chances.

1:33 AM

Saturday, January 01, 2005

Good bye 2004. It was a good year.

12:17 AM

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