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Thursday, April 20, 2006

I hate that he's playing games. I hate it enough that I'm backing out of the game. When I saw him yesterday, he had backpedalled so fast into the platonic and it was weird. Whatever. I got my group assignment done, I did another group assignment and then I went home. It was honestly such a blow to the self-esteem. You think a guy likes you, you wait for him to make a move and nada...being girls, you start questioning "WHY NOT ME?" and it really bites.

I turned up at Cyn's and Yvie's at about four thirty and things just went uphill from there. It was a lovely evening of good food (Cynthia and Yvie Rock!), good company (I just love tori, steve, abby, irina and mary...) and lots of booze (always good). It got pretty hilarious towards the end, especially after Mike and Gab left and it was just Steve and the girls left.

THANK YOU, Yvie and Cyn. I really needed a night in like that. :)

posted at 10:11 AM

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