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Mar. 13th, 2002 12:44 amNot much to say but an entry must be written right?
Today was the last day of classes, so my poetry class went over to Monica's house and she cooked us pasta and bought us cookies and we all sat around talking and reading poetry. It was all very nice. Jennie, Jeannine, Bruce, Christopher, and I all stuck together for the most part. All us NON-CATCH people. It was so funny, right after Monica started dishing up the food the lot of us non-catchers went into the living room and parked ourselves on various couches and chairs. Eileen was the first Catch person to emerge from the kitchen, she walked into the living room, took one look at its inhabitants, turned around and went into the dining room! I nearly bust a gut laughing. As it turned out all the Catch people ate in the dining room, all the non-catchers ate in the living room with Monica and her husband.
I actually had two dinners tonight. I was afraid Monica wouldn't make anything I ate so I wanted to put somethng in my tummy before I went over there. I went to the caf and ran into Julie, Ruby, Steffi, and Heather. I sat and talked with them for a while. It is always so pleasent to eat with them. It's so relaxed and FUN! They make me laugh so much. And it's awesome since we are all English people we can sit around and talk about literature and understand each other. And none of them are pretentious! We are the literary rejects of the school. (Carla speak for yourself.)
However as I was leaving the caf to head over to Monica's, Moses threw a wadded up napkin at our table. He was aiming at me but he hit Ruby, right in the face non the less. I'm sure she didn't appreciate that. Why does every guy I know act like a five year old?
And this morning Kevin emailed me in response to my last entry. He called me a big dum doody head for being silly enough to think he didn't miss me. I liked that because it was such a Clark thing to say. (Even though Clark would have used the word poopy instead of doody.) It was nice of him to email me I guess. But he also said he never thought I was psycho and I know that's not true. I have the emails to prove it. I don't want him to feel sorry for me, for the poor little sick girl he met on the internet. He says he cares about me, and part of me is inclined to believe it because if he didn't we would have made a clean break, there wouldn't be any of this emailing back and forth or IMing each other. But by the same token...during both break up conversations he was so cold I could practically feel his indifference.
Well it's over. Guess I shouldn't be troubling myself over it should I?
Still not feeling great, but I had a lot of fun tonight with Jennie and Jeannine. And thats gotta count for something. Right?
Today was the last day of classes, so my poetry class went over to Monica's house and she cooked us pasta and bought us cookies and we all sat around talking and reading poetry. It was all very nice. Jennie, Jeannine, Bruce, Christopher, and I all stuck together for the most part. All us NON-CATCH people. It was so funny, right after Monica started dishing up the food the lot of us non-catchers went into the living room and parked ourselves on various couches and chairs. Eileen was the first Catch person to emerge from the kitchen, she walked into the living room, took one look at its inhabitants, turned around and went into the dining room! I nearly bust a gut laughing. As it turned out all the Catch people ate in the dining room, all the non-catchers ate in the living room with Monica and her husband.
I actually had two dinners tonight. I was afraid Monica wouldn't make anything I ate so I wanted to put somethng in my tummy before I went over there. I went to the caf and ran into Julie, Ruby, Steffi, and Heather. I sat and talked with them for a while. It is always so pleasent to eat with them. It's so relaxed and FUN! They make me laugh so much. And it's awesome since we are all English people we can sit around and talk about literature and understand each other. And none of them are pretentious! We are the literary rejects of the school. (Carla speak for yourself.)
However as I was leaving the caf to head over to Monica's, Moses threw a wadded up napkin at our table. He was aiming at me but he hit Ruby, right in the face non the less. I'm sure she didn't appreciate that. Why does every guy I know act like a five year old?
And this morning Kevin emailed me in response to my last entry. He called me a big dum doody head for being silly enough to think he didn't miss me. I liked that because it was such a Clark thing to say. (Even though Clark would have used the word poopy instead of doody.) It was nice of him to email me I guess. But he also said he never thought I was psycho and I know that's not true. I have the emails to prove it. I don't want him to feel sorry for me, for the poor little sick girl he met on the internet. He says he cares about me, and part of me is inclined to believe it because if he didn't we would have made a clean break, there wouldn't be any of this emailing back and forth or IMing each other. But by the same token...during both break up conversations he was so cold I could practically feel his indifference.
Well it's over. Guess I shouldn't be troubling myself over it should I?
Still not feeling great, but I had a lot of fun tonight with Jennie and Jeannine. And thats gotta count for something. Right?
