I don't even know anymore. I had it all down. I was ready. And then the worst thing I could imagine happened.
Hell if I never expected it. Never did our path cross. I think. I may have seen her earlier, but I don't think her eyes were right. I didn't see much. Though it was probably her in retrospect. But she didn't smile…But I didn't see her. And I am now unable to breathe right. Always on guard, always stressed.
what?
+1 to rez's comment… ?
……
EEEEMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMOOO
I can't fucking breathe due to stresssssssssssss . Worst thing ever. Won't go away. Plus my roommate is a dick so I can't game.
What is this. Take it upon yourself to seek her out, don't just slip and slide your eyes right past her on a regular schedule and then get bummed when things don't sustain.
Since when does dick return cheese in 64digits.
ANYWAYS.I can breathe now, I don't know why I was flipping out before. I wrote this blog in a huge daze, which I had been in one for like 6 hours. Really felt terrible. Anyways, I'm not cutting my losses too much but I did just have a bit of an upset that I was wrong for once. Recently I've been getting so lucky with finding out her schedule that I couldn't help but feel bad when I was wrong a bit, though it was probably my own damn fault.Ok now that I'm sane I realize how idiotic I can be.Eh, it's good. Those periods of self-confidence being totally absent can really fuck with you.