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I've still been skipping school...at least a class a week...now I know another important reason that it's not a good idea...FINDING OUT YOU HAVE A FLAT TIRE, AND HAVING TO WAIT AN HOUR TO GET A NEW ONE!!! Yes, that's right, I had a flat tire as I was leaving work and heading to school...tire place was on the corner, so I was very much a girl, and stopped to have the boys do it for me instead of changing it myself. Was probably the best idea anyway. It had been slashed and couldn't be saved.

Yesterday was my ex-boyfriend's birthday. We haven't spoken in about three months. We dated for five years so I felt like I needed to at least in some way just simply say "Happy Birthday". A friend at work suggested I just text message him. Sounded like a great idea, right? WRONG!! The ex in question has tended to have stalkerish qualities, and every time I give him an inch he takes way more than a mile. 4 text messages in a row yesterday, and 12 phone calls today...one of which I answered because it came through as an unknown call...all because I was trying to just give a simple "shout out". I hate being mean to people and hurting people's feelings. I have tended to be a people pleaser for most of my life (been seriously working on that), and I have felt very guilty about the fact that this ex seems to think that I have ruined his life, but after today I REALLY know that I can't even be nice to him at all...even if he thinks that I'm the coldest person alive.

The "adventurous, online crush" is back in North America...I had two emails and a phone call yesterday!!!! I am walking on cloud 9. The conversation went much better than last time. And, once again I want to start running in the other direction. What the hell is wrong with me? I am not one of those people who say that they would rather have "2 minutes of something wonderful, than a lifetime of nothing special" (what movie is that from?), nor do I wish things like not missing the "dance", etc. I like guarantees, and I like knowing what's ahead of me, and I want everything to be peachy keen, available, and in my lap, NOW!!! I just wish we could meet right NOW!!! I don't like this waiting. I know this is irrational and ridiculous, but hey, that's me, I guess. (Found out last night that his b-day is 3 days after mine...he's a Cancer, too...hmmm...never experienced having to be around someone like me...Josh would probably say that it's very hard to deal with).

I don't even want to discuss my appointment with Aaron the Beast that I had today after not seeing him for 2 weeks...I am wondering though how this 22-year old boy got to be so damn motivational, simple in a good way, and smart about things that most people take their whole lifetime to figure out?

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I never said that I thought I ruined his life...I said he thinks that I have...pest!
Oh, yeah...once again you mispelled the word "you're" "your". Would you like me to pay for you to take an English test?
I mean English "class" not test.

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