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Tuesday, December 9, 2008


Dear Bloggie,

HAHA I knew i was dense but this?! This is just idiotic!
Ok so I went to lunch for the first time in about 3 months and was talking to John, book, Core, and T. Apparently T's gf of 2.5 months (is that long? they acted like it was...but i dont think so) dumped him. So now he is all depressed and writing morbid poetry and crap.
So we were trying to cheer him up. John and I told him to make a MYYEARBOOK. I make one
every time I need a serious self confidence boost (keep it for three-5 days and then delete it).

///(seriously, post a pic of yourself and wait like 5min or less. Soon hundreds of people will want to be your friend, start hitting on you, and giving you compliments. lol i had both boys and girls flirting with me. To which T said "no surprise" (confused look from me)"You're gorgeous") ///

Well after that (and other ideas) he started talking about how he had already asked just about every girl at school out. I objected (lil does he know that end of freshmen-begining of sophomore I had a crush on him, and would have said yes if he asked me). Then he told me something I didnt know. He had tried asking me out all through sophomore year! WTF? Where was I?!
So I told him no, that was sarah he asked out. But he was convinced it was me....said he had multiple times but i had kept rejecting him!
HUH?! Wha...no...huh?
After a debate on whether or not he had asked me out, I told him I am dense when it comes to that kind of thing. And people really have to spell it out for me. (I told him the story of me and my bf for an example)

Story: Apparently my bf had been flirting with me for the longest time (like once he said, "hey, what if I dont like you as a friend anymore?" I got really sad and said "well, we dont have to be friends..I mean, I dont see why. We get along really well")
and he had asked me out quite a few times. I "rejected him" but i kept flirting with him. Then one day he just exploded at me.
"What the hell! You flirt with me constantly (I had the hugest thing for him) but you keep rejecting me" I start to say something but then get inturrupted. "So are we friends or...or?! GAH! (lol lots of gahs and uhs and grrs and errs...and lots of words started but not said...so to shorten it im going to take them out) DO YOU LIKE ME OR WHAT?!"
"Yeah, (stupid nickname i gave him) I do....alot."
He calmed down: "So do you want to go out?"
"Huh?" I looked around, "But we are already outside"

With love♥,
Duzzie.

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