So I liked this guy. And I thought he liked me. In fact I guess a lot of people thought he liked me. Obviously, that could never happen to moi. It's kinda amusing. So the whole group went to see the movies the other night. And he held my hand. I was like, whoa, nice-ness. However, after, my roommate told me he was trying to get in her pants and he liked her and was just holding my hand because I was scared. I was like. Ouch. It kinda stings. Not to mention, my roommate has a boyfriend so she was pissed too. I love my friends here at Clarkson, they are too great. I'm going to miss them :( I'm sorta kinda out of it though, because of the whole movie ordeal. It was weird. Like, I can't believe I was so stupid. And I actually thought he liked me. I guess that just doesn't happen. ::sigh:: I don't believe that he didn't get the whole situation though. I think he's trying to pull a fast one and make it seem like he didn't do anything wrong. Screw guys. Seriously. I haven't really met a decent guy. Well, Eric was nice. That just wasn't gonna work out though. But he was nice. Evan, he meant well at least. El Stupido, well I don't really want to talk about that one. It kinda bums me out that I can't find a decent guy. I always fall for the losers. I guess I'm just gonna forget about them for a while, a nice relationship will find me when it's time. So I'm out. I don't know what I'm going to do since I have nothing to do, but I will do it anyways! S/2