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12.27.2001 - 11:15 PM

i don't think i'll EVER understand women. i liked to think that i did, hanging out with chicks and listening and observing and sitting there silently taking mental notes as they rambled on and on and on and on about what their boyfriends did, what their boyfriends didn't do, who they talked to, what they said, how they said it, what position they liked, how they liked it, how fast, how hard, how soft, how wet, how passionate, how nasty, how messy, how boring, how....., why....., what....., when....., where....., who............

......... and so on and so on.

all these years of mental notes and hanging out with shy girls, slutty girls, normal girls, rich girls, poor girls, crazy girls, ghetto girls, preppy girls, etc., and listening to them... only to end up being puzzled by them is just the crux of the problem.

every time i hear Jenny and her little comments Danny and whoever, makes me think, "damn, is that what Francisca thinks also when she sees me?" i'm not sure what's going on in that head of hers, but i still have this inkling that she wants to tell me...

i still think that Kwasi's an idiot for telling his girlfriend (ex now? who knows...) that he was starting to have feelings for Jen. he doesn't have Jen, and he doesn't have her anymore (I think), so now he's stuck. alone.

and i still think that Jen's an dork for not seeing what she's got right in front of her. Kwasi and i are so much alike in the way we think about women, especially compared to all the players and straight pussy-chasers that we work with... oh well, i've gotta give him props for trying.

once again i ask myself, "why do we even bother......???"


someone asked me why i don't write much about her anymore. well first of all, maybe it's because she's not around, so there's not much to write about there... second of all, i'm still trying to "get over it," as Christina used to say.

get over it, eh? yeah, like THAT'S been an easy task for me...

boy do i miss seeing her face around.....

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