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Morning, or should I say good night? I just got back from the parteh, which was a pretty normal family type gettogether (read, nobody in my age). Anyway, I found an interesting link about whether Americans are getting smarter or dumber from the ShackNews. I also noticed that Jax has put up some more updates. See what she's been doing this past week..
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Yay! I finally got the CD-RW working again. It still has a problem with heat, but at least I know I can back up my stuff. *wipes brow* Now all I have to do is to get my new system so I can set up the secondary computer..
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After getting the CD-RW working again, I got interested in writing a .reg file so that I could customize any new installation of Win2000 to my specifications (like tab completion and power down on shutdown). I ended up finding quite a bit of information on the Windows registry and stuff you can do with it. My edufication was interrupted by a sudden need for my presence to help fix the dryer. It's been making a lot of noise lately and my dad wanted to investigate. Well, an hour later, we were both scratching our heads and figured at some new wheels were needed. I figured that he'd pick them up later this afternoon, so I figured leaving the dryer in the living room was fine.
Not long after going back to my studies, I was called down again. Apparently we still had clothes to wash and my dad wanted to go to the coin laundry. What? I thought we were going to fix.. okay, okay. Why not just put the dryer back together again? I mean, it still worked, it was just loud right? So we spent the next little while putting the dryer back together and reattaching it to the wall. Oi.
Now I'm back, and I'm not sure what I wanted to change. I decided to relax and listen to some songs.. *relaxes*
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I can't believe I let this happen to me again, especially after the First Incident.
But I knew. I realized today how bad it had gotten, and how much worse it might get. It was a very innocent suggestion, and my body involuntarily froze. It's that feeling you get when someone tries to walk off with your most prized possession. But I knew that it wasn't right. It was NOT right.
Argh! But I can't help it! Why am I doing this to myself? I enjoy being single! I enjoy having free time up the wazoo! But there are times..
Maybe I'm deluding myself into thinking that she's the girl of my dreams. That she's the one I can spend the rest of my life with. That she is.. the one.
I always keep telling myself to look at a person's bad points. Because when the going gets tough, it's always the bad points that people notice the most. If I still like her despite her problems.. well, as they say, "One does not love because, one loves despite".
And to think that all of my self analysis and internal struggle is only one half of the problem. What if she doesn't like me? Or more specifically, what if she doesn't like me as much as I like her? That makes this whole discussion moot. That.. I can handle. I can handle knowing that she doesn't like me. It is depressing, but it's not as painful as not knowing. But I know that if she didn't like me, she would've told me. If she did like me, she probably would've told me as well. The truth is most likely that she doesn't know, and at this point in time, it's not one of more important things on her mind.
I don't want to force this issue right now, so I must wait. I must wait and be patient until the right time when the truth will come out and this whole issue is concluded. But I don't see a conclusion any time soon.
I know in this situation, I need to be patient and understanding.
Waiting, I can handle. It's the fact that I don't know how she feels that makes everything so.. unbearable. Ironically, she probably doesn't know either. What a dilly of a pickle this is.
I want to tell her everything, but I can't tell her this. Not now. This is a bad time for her to know the depth of this infatuation. She is definitely not ready for this, and it would jeopardize everything. I didn't want it go this far, but I don't know how to control it. I always thought I was stronger than this, but I keep coming around to the conclusion that I have not grown at all, that inside me is that little boy who's still looking for the girl of his dreams.
Is she really the girl of my dreams? Well, no. I do remember my dreams, and I know that I haven't found her yet. But she is a great girl, just like all of the girls I've been with. I don't want to screw up this relationship as well. But the funny thing about finding a significant other is that you can screw up many, many times, but all you need to do is to succeed once.
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Hip hop was hip hoppin as usual, although I never remember any of the routines that we've been taught. I also noticed that the average age of the participants seem to be dropping. Dropping like a rock. Hey, if they were older, I might probably have felt a little self concious so this is pretty good.
Sparky's site is undergoing a major overhaul ATM. We'll see what appears from out of the dust.
I've finally done it. I've gotten rid of all of the links to my (long defunct) Guestbook. Ahh, I don't know why I tarried for so long. Perhaps, in the back of my mind, I was thinking of bringing it back from the grave (it WAS my first Perl project), but I knew that it's time has long past, and things that were put to bed should be left to rest.
I also took this opportunity to make some minor adjustments here and there. But now, the next major overhaul (after I finish playing around with my search engine) is to move this site. Yippee.
So I went by the ShackNews just now. Do you want any driving tips? Don't go here. So you think that girl's got the hots for you after talking for a couple of minutes? Think again.
Oh, gotta work tomorrow. *turns on alarm* Glad I remembered that.
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