(deep breath) I was wrong. About seeing Pat. I had the wonderful misfortune of seeing him today. Actually I wouldn't have noticed, well not right away anyways. He got in my face. Like we are old chums. He started talking like I cared. Like I wanted him too. And the best news of all...dun dun dun. We have class together. YAY! (feel the cold sarcasm) Not only do we have one horribly boring class together, but he might make it two. With my luck the writing class will be closed and he will have to turn else where for his credits. Why? Why did he have to be? Why did he have to be in my? Why did he have to be in my damn class? Damn him. No, wait, change that...damn fate. No, wait. This isn't fate. This is just punishment. Teasing me. Dangling something I want so bad in front of me and than snatching it away. I refuse to go through this stupid crush again. I won't. I will not. I swear. I don't like him. I don't want to like him. I won't like him. He can spend his time flirting with some other loser. I'm too old to feel this way. I'm too old and too tired. I give up on trying to find true love or even love for that matter. I give up. I don't want it. I don't need it. I don't dream it. (smacks forehead) I'm such an idiot. I look too deep into things. I can't just let things be what they are. It all has to have some cosmic meaning. Well you know what? There is no universal meaning to anything. Nothing at all. *panting* I need to go and forget about this now. D.F.N. (maybe pat will drop the class, maybe?)