friend: “so does your girlfriend live down here too?”

me: “oh, i don’t have a girlfriend.”

friend: “what? how come?”

me: “i ask myself that every single day.”

=P

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well, greg and i played in the first tournament of the season and we got our asses kicked. we decided to play in intermediate and it turned out that our pool happened to have some very good teams in it. we looked at some other pools and there were less good teams that we would have had a better time playing against. still, playing the harder teams makes you better…or so they say.

actually, it was still a lot of fun just to play and playing with greg is always fun. i didn’t like some of the tactics that some of the teams used against us, but all is fair in volleyball and war.

after the games, we all sat down and ate the burgers i made last night. i deviated from the recipe that i got off the net a little bit and it seemed fine. i think that i need to add more seasoning to them, however. but all in all, good fun.

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[url=http://www.decaturdaily.com/decaturdaily/teenpage/040330/friends.shtml]what is the measure of a good friend?[/url]?

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there are various bits and pieces of conversations with various people that i remember over the course of this last week. some were funnier than others, but all were memorable.

“you’ve changed a lot since i met you. you aren’t as skinny as you used to be.”
this, of course, was immediately qualified by her explaining to me that she didn’t mean to call me fat or anything after i had this shocked look on my face. then she went to try to explain further that i looked more muscular than when she had first met me. that’s when i finally stopped her and said that it’s ok, she didn’t have to try to make me feel better. my ego isn’t that fragile…is it?

“if i weren’t getting married, i’d date u =P”
you know, it’s always the ones that are taken that really appreciate the “good guy” that you are. instead, anyone who is available will never see it. it’s murphy’s law, you know? but i’m sure the second that i’m unavailable all these people will start springing up in my life. it’s always the way that it is. when you’re looking, you’ll never find. and when you have given up looking, you’ll find what it was that you were looking for.

sort of reminds me of all this useless beauty…

“you so ARE a flirt!”
i was having a conversation with a friend of mine and i was explaining to her that i am not a flirt. she bust out in laughter and then exclaimed that i was a flirt. she said that i am as much a flirt as her hair is black. yeah. then we went on this discussion about why it is that she thinks i’m a flirt and i tried to explain to her how i really am not a flirt…instead, i am this shy, quiet boy who is just trying to get by…really.

“compared to most of your friends you’ve dated a billion times more than they have!”
i was trying to explain to her that though that statement may be true, it’s awfully misleading because i haven’t dated a billion girls. regardless of what some people think, it’s simply not true. but when you compare me to people who haven’t dated at all or who have only dated one person in their life, sure, comparatively speaking it seems like a lot of people…but it isn’t, really. i just happen to be less lucky in love compared to the average person.

“ok, maybe you weren’t flirting so much as you were just being playful. i think it’s just a matter of semantics.”
finally, at the end of the conversation i think i had convinced her that i was not a flirt. sometimes i say things that might sound flirtatious in nature, but it doesn’t mean that i really am a flirt, you know?

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i have a friend who had made a small stink about how i never wanted to include them in some activities that i participated in. after that, it sort of made me start to think about how i treated the person and i started to feel bad because i felt that maybe i was unusually mean to her. so i had resolved to try and be nicer to her and when the next opportunity had presented itself, i would include her in the said activity.

so yesterday i was talking to the friend of mine and i was about to invite them to this thing when i found out that they had already made plans for this thing without me. i had to laugh at the situation because it is oddly fitting that the one time i change and try to do something out of the ordinary, it backfires.

as a result, i’ve taken this as a sign that i don’t think that i need to try to be so superly sensitive about such things anymore. just pee into the wind, i say.

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tomorrow is going to be a long day. i need to get to bed early tonight…but i have so much to do before tomorrow. i wonder if my roommate will help out with the preparations…we’ll see. the poor girl had to work until 1AM last night, she’s probably too tired out to do anything.

anyway, i’ve got to make some burgers, i think thanh and tung are going to drop by the vball tournament tomorrow. that’ll be cool. so i’ve got some grocery shopping to do and then i’ll be off to prepare burger patties. i really hate those frozen ones. ugh.

i wonder why i’ve been on a cooking kick lately. that’s kind of odd. it all started with the dinner on tuesday…

after the volleyball tournament, i have to wash up and get ready for the dido concert. i’m pretty excited about it and i hope that it goes well. i hope the seats are good, the venue looks small, so i think it’ll be cool.

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i haven’t mentioned it yet, but i’m going to the dido concert this weekend! i’m pretty excited. what i find kind of funny about the concert is that i’m going with [url=http://www.track15.com]dardy[/url] and greg. yup, it’s a guy’s night out…to a dido concert. i wonder if anyone else finds that just a little odd.

but still, i’m looking forward to it. i wonder if she has a good shirt to buy. i think last concert’s stuff wasn’t that great so i ended up not getting anything.

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