| i am jack's inflamed sense of rejection.
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| hey tiffany, you won't ever find this blog of mine, but i'd like to tell you that i've got it bad for you, honey.
i can't sleep because i'm always thinking about you. i'd like to date you but i don't know how to let you know. maybe i'll just ask? but you're always busy now and i get sad when you're unable to answer your phone. maybe i should just move on.
you're always up so late and don't sleep till 4am. i worry about your health.
we had a pretty good time three weeks ago and i had the chance to let it all out, but i didn't. why? scared? probably. respecting you after your break-up? probably.
i wanted to send you flowers to thank you for the day and ask you out, but i kept hesitating, because i didn't want to frighten you.
hope we can hang out again.
good luck on your midterms this week!
yours truly,
ken
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| 2008 wasn't great, let's hope 2009 gets better with time.
resolutions are good, but more than often do people lose track of things.
my resolution is to keep up with my resolutions, which are the following:
1- spend way less on unecessary things. probably 1-2 unecessary purchases 2-3 months.
2- work on that children's book.
3- finish a book that isn't a college textbook.
4- become a better son; a better brother; a better friend; a better person.
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