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2005-10-01::5:35 p.m.

I love how I update when there are probably 997 other things I should be doing at this very moment. Like my structures homework, like my site and floor plans- I just can't bring myself to start any of it though. I have been sooooo unproductive this weekend. Well, I did get a haricut, but that is all.

I should have known on Thursday that this weekend would be a waste, seeing as it began with me getting trashed. I'm really not a drinker, but Thursday night, after classes, I went out with some friends, and my current crush, and partied it up. I think a good time was had by all- I had fun, my girls had fun- however, I think I may have scared "the crush" off for good. I did get a little handsy, and I did tell him that he was the hottest boy I knew, to which he laughed and said, "yeah, right." I thought things were going well, but I haven't heard/seen him since, and usually he is around. Maybe he is being just as lazy and unproductive as I.

As much as I love crushes, I hate them. They make me so sick sometimes. Thinking about this boy has become a full-time job. I try to keep busy, and keep my mind on other things, but I am failing miserably. Part of me just wants to know, now, what is up- but, as with all other crushes to date, I know the real answer in my heart, and I am not ready to accept it yet.

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