...my life in a flute case...
bleh blah blooo // 03-14-04 // 1:50 a.m.

Had some good times this weekend, had some bad times. Overall: healthy balance.

What am I talking about? The weekened isn't over yet! bleh.!

But, I don't want to talk about that. It's pointless...no one will care or remember come tomorrow.

I've learned an important thing this past week. I've learned how to deal with my emotions better and I've found that it's much more satisfactory to deal with things as a humble human being.

That's right, this year's key word is: humble.

There are a few examples, but I'm not going to list them. Instead, I will talk about Nick Pleiman.

I don't really know a whole lot about Nick Pleiman, but I do know he's smart, funny, and attractive.

I'm not quite sure how he feels about me, we only have one class together and that's Pre-Cal so there isn't really any time to ever talk.

Just about everyday we play those little "eye games"...where you catch him looking at you and he catches you looking at him...and then there's a smile.

But, we've never actually talked to each other. And then I start thinking about it and sometimes I wonder if I'm reading into things too far.

I guess I just miss being with somebody...think about it- For the past two years I havn't really been single at all. I spent a year with Jeremy and then right after we broke up there was Adam for a year. And don't get me wrong, but they were just two people who were overall bad for me.

I need to find somebody who can make me happy but not stress me out.

So, I'm trying to work up the guts to ask Nick P. to hang out, as friends, over the weekend. It's weird, but a good weird.

Enough about that:

I saw a woman tonight at Burger King. She was writing something...I felt bad. Not sure why- I guess because I'm happy.

It's not that she wasn't happy, but it was just that she was alone. And she seemed like the kind of person who has been harassed and abused all her life.

Actually, now that I think about it- she was happy. I guess I'm not quite sure what I was feeling...maybe I wasn't sad...maybe I was happy to see her happy because she looked like she'd been sad for a long time.

Anyway, if you're following along so far...when we left I noticed her handwriting...i talked to her and told her this:

"I can tell by your handwriting, the left margin...that you're looking forward to your future, and you want to forget your past."

She agreed and said, "pretty much"

She's engaged to the manager there.

Damn, why do I feel so shitty right now?

<-gordon & maroon->