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well, i'm being plagued by the sadness of reminiscing, so i don't know where to start writing. maybe i should just focus on the present.

i met a cute girl today. she's actually quite beautiful. she's in my class, and i look at her and think "wow. perfect facial structure. perfect clothes. perfect hair." and sometimes i even think about photographing her, but that's such a cheesy, old-man-porn tactic. but she would photograph well.

so we were in the library and we had to get readings for our class and photocopy them. i stepped into the conversation she was having with the woman behind the counter, and she said "you're in that class??" yeah, i know. i make really strong impressions on people. she had obviously been studying me as hard as i had been studying her.

so we photocopied and chit chatted, and she mangled my name unbelievably. she's "debbie" debbiedebbiedebbie.

but she got cocky and asked me to photocopy one more article, you know, to even up the price.

so there goes my infatuation, which wasn't even an infatution. more like an appreciation from afar.

but hey, debbie knows that girl kris, who my friend k8 knows. kris has been in like every one of my psych classes and of course i have been unable to approach her, even with this commonality. she's even seen me with k8. but that doesn't matter. i *won't* speak.

but dammit, now i've got a girlfriend so none of this really matters.