PhantomWow, I haven't written a journal in ages. You know you're REALLY on a lazy streak when you don't even bother to post journals on your favorite website...Anyways, for those not already on my friends list, about two weeks ago I broke up with Jamie. Why, you ask? Honestly, I'm not even sure we should have "dated" in the first place. At the time we met it was all hormones and make-outs and it was all very nice but realistically, I didn't know what my actual feelings were. We spent all of two, three days together before we went our separate ways (she in Chicago, me in Boston) and tried to make a relationship work. I guess I did it because I felt it was the right thing to do, at least give her the opportunity that my feelings might become more concrete, but they never really did, and three months later I realized I'd only end up hurting her more by keeping her in a relationship in which I never really was invested. I really didn't know her, so how could I love her? And without love, there's no chance in hell of a long-distance relationship working. So, I made the call, felt guilty afterwards (for being that guy instead of the guy), had a mini-dance party in Sam's room and promptly got the Have Fun Respawning achievement the next morning. C'est la vie. In happier news, THE GAME is tomorrow. Harvard @ Yale. Which means we have to rub it in their ugly bulldog faces by winning. Also, with a midterm at 10, a pset due at 5 and a paper due Monday afternoon? Worst time to put SG-1 season nine on Hulu. WORST. |
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I giggled for like ten minutes straight. 
