Still Fighting...

I miss you so much. How is it that this miniscule debate of ours has grown into a monster of a war?

feelin' great

Highlights from the weekend...

Friday - Class was boring as usual. Plane was delayed. It didn't matter. Going to orlando was great. Glorie had PF changs ready for the both of us and we saw david crowder band. It was great. Much saliva was exchanged at different times during the night. Friday was merely a warmup.

Saturday - Had quality time to myself. Glorie had to work in the morning so what do I do? Go on the internet. hehe. Afterwards, we ate some more and saw "The Illusionist". It's a fantastic movie. More making out. Glorie tastes great.

Sunday - Church then more time to just be with Glorie. Sometimes just holding each other is the best use of time ever.

Confusion

I saw Rosanna today. It was the first time in several months (possibly more than a year) since I've seen her. She looks the same. Possibly somewhat prettier. I really don't know how to describe our "friendship." For example, today she said hi to my cousin Feebster and their mutual friend Chris. I, on the other hand, received no such greeting. Smalltalk ensued among the three and thus concluded with her saying by specifically to Chris and Feebster (and omitting me).

How do you describe that? I wanted to talk with her...see how she was doing. I sincerely wanted to connect with her. Yet I chose to refrain. She seemed so uninterested.

It hurt.

Nevertheless, I'll assume otherwise. I'll naively believe that perhaps she failed to see that I was a mere 1.5 feet away from her. Either this is the case or she truly doesn't want to be friends with me. If the latter proves true, then I guess that "it is what it is."
How ugly.

Even though she'll probably never read this, I'm going to write as if she were listening. Rosanna...I want you to know a few things.

I still care about you. I want to kinow what's going on in your life. I want to know how you and Seth are doing. I'm sorry if it still hurts. I'll still pick up if you call. I'm willing to just listen to you if that's what you need from me. Just because we're separated doesn't mean we can't be great friends.

Can it?

Tired

My day started off great. Got up. Thanked the Lord for another day. Took the train to school and stuff. Then I saw the hot girl from my class walking and started stalking her d(^_^)b.

Just kidding obviously. Although she is very pretty, I just walked my normal pace and it just happened that we were both on our way to ALC. I wonder if i'll ever get to meet her. I'd love to make another pretty friend.

Enter Finance 4000. I'm not the most studious in the class...but I'm definitely not the worst. However here, I honestly feel like the dumbest person in class. Everyone around me is asking pertinent questions and everything and is able to perform calculations and stuff. Whereas I simply sit there--dumbfounded. This activity persisted for the next hour and 40 minutes. No kidding. Non stop dumbification.

The day got a little better around lunch time. I ate blimpie. Funny how eating somewhere makes me happy. I felt so good though. The people there were totally helpful and very friendly. Plus the little guy needs help more than the big guy. Ever since Jared changed the way that everyone looks at subway, Blimpie just got left in the dust. I had a coupon. The sandwich was good. Things were looking up.

The twist to this story started when I walked through the office door. I just can't stand being there sometimes. I feel like I'm the only one that does my work completely sometimes. I am probably wrong...but it has gotten to the point where I can't stand this job anymore. I wonder if that's a sign that I should start looking elsewhere.

Good thing there was bible study tonight. One of my good friends attended for the first time. That made me happy. Typical of the Lord to pick me back up when my day is determined to do otherwise.

Now these tired hands write this post as I await Glorie's call. I wonder if we'll fight. . .