Busy week. My rule to never say no
to an invite came back to bite me last week. I was out every night after returning from Baltimore. Both my liver and my wallet hate me.
I saw a curly-haired girl from NYC, a grey-eyed blond from down south, and a brunette dancer from Berlin. That last one I briefly thought was anf322
, who was visiting, which is how we met.
All are attractive but one is painfully
so and not just physically.
For the first time in months, I find myself thinking about one particular girl. I'm trying not to dwell on
her too much, but it's not easy.
Still, Fall's my favourite season and I was alone(ish) last time around. Some company this year would be nice. Not absolutely necessary but nice.
Hey, when does your year start? Does it start in January like most people? Or on your birthday?
Or September? Mine starts in September. Probably cause I was a student for so long.
And when you're a fat, clumsy, geek, no one calls you to come out to play over summers. Plus camp's for people with spare scratch.
For kids like me, summer's just three months of solitude.
I can't hardly wait for Fall to come.
Seriously, bring it, bring it, bring it...
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