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Chibi12_2001
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Name: Nancy
Birthday: 10/23/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: robotics, bowling, chillen with friends (lol. funny word. "chillen". lmao.), breakdancing, dancing in general, movies, music, TURTLES!! lol, politics, debate, other stuff that I can't think of right now....lol
Expertise: being a nice and generous friend, and....other stuff....(??)...
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  chibi132002
Member Since:
11/30/2004
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| I love ice skating.
I love my friends.
I love the fact that I'm going to the Bahamas for spring break with 11 of the most awesome people I know.
I love my school.
I love my life.
I'm very stressed about my grades and all the work I have to do...
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| Title sums it up.
So I doubt anyone reads this anymore, but I feel like posting again. getting back into it. not for anyone's benefit really except mine, but should anyone actually still use this thing this is a good way to see what's up with me if you actually care to know.
I attend one of the best universities in the US (ranked 35th and is one of the "most competitive" schools according to Barron). Lehigh University. Pitt sucked. hated it. but I love Lehigh. love it. Roommates are awesome, friends are awesome, classes are hard, teachers know their shit, etc etc. It's perfection.
And of course, if anyone IS reading this, you're probably wondering what's up with my old high school sweetheart. Well...
2 years, 9 months after Matt asked me out, we broke up. Actually, we also broke up 6 months after, 9 months after...etc etc. we broke up a few times. but we broke up for real. finally. in September. end of September. did it hurt? hell yes. did I hook up with a bunch of guys? yup. do I regret it? not really actually. am I still unstable? I don't know. I can't tell. It's been 6 days since either of us has tried to contact the other. A record. I can't be friends with him. not yet anyway. It'd be too difficult. I'd want more. So what happened? Long story. basically, our relationship had been getting more and more screwed up for a very long time. I hate to sound like a bitch, but Matt was a pretty fucking horrible boyfriend. Great guy though. Incredibly nice. Probably an awesome friend. Worst. Boyfriend. Ever. He was selfish, he used me, he took advantage of my unfailing and unending acts of kindness, and when he was bored with me he discarded me until he needed me again. He treated me like shit, and I should have left his ass years ago. He begged for my constant attention but reciprocated none. Fair? no. What finally ended it for good though? Well, if you listen to him - I cheated. If you want the truth, I didn't cheat. It took 5+ people listening to my sob story and responding "Nancy... you realize you didn't cheat right?" to make it click. It's over now though, and I couldn't be happier about it.
Boys have become a game to me. And dam, I've gotten pretty freakin good at this game. I like flirting with them, I like getting them to like me, I like hanging out with them, I like waiting for them to make a move, and I like when they try to kiss me or ask me out. I don't actually like kissing them or dating them though, so at that point I end it. In other words, I enjoy the ride, but not the destination. Is that messed up? maybe. Does it make me a bitch? probably. But I'm not really breaking anyone's heart. it's not like any of these guys are in love with me.
I'm sure it wouldn't be like this if the one guy I actually really like tried to make a move, but he hasn't. I'm not trying to win him though. Weird right? If I'm so good at getting all these guys to fall into my trap, why not set it for the one guy I actually want? Because I don't want it to be a trap for him. If he's going to like me, it's going to be because he likes me. I can't stop daydreaming about him though... haha. It feels good. 
Sorry the first entry I do ends up being about boys. it'll be better next time. promise.
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| Matt wants me to go to prom with him.... Should I? Yes, because: Matt wants us to go It IS, after all, his senior prom I do still have the dress from last year No, because: I've graduated. it's just weird. I don't know anyone from WHS anymore. they all graduated. except Malin. and I don't even know if she's going. Uber expensive, and over-rated. the after-parties were what made it awesome. What do you think? | | |
| I don't trust him. Can you blame me? He pisses me off pretty easily. Is that so surprising? Or maybe I'm just a bad person because I forgave but won't forget. | | |
| I wonder if anyone even uses this anymore. I just went through and read all my entries and comments since the summer before 12th grade. lol. what a fun year. I really miss it. College SUCKS. nothing to do on weekends, and even if there were, there's no one cool to do it with, except perhaps my roomie, but she's chronically tired, and therefore chronically sleeping. I need to get the hell out of here. What I miss from high school: All my friends PANdemonium Having stuff to do, even though we always vented that there was nothing to do Random plans Being free to do whatever Having people to break session with Being with Matt every day and a ton of other stuff. Granted, I don't miss the high school and it's tendency to oppress and repress everyone. | | |
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