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I hate entries like the one I just wrote so I’ll redo and summarize.

Went to Irene’s. Felt very stupid. Embarrassed. But it was (hopefully) all resolved by the time I left.

God I felt embarrassed.

To summarize: I came on too strong, and for the first time EVER: it wasn’t really my fault.

That actually kind of feels good.

But the overall of it all: uhhhh.

I hope she calls tomorrow, and if not, if suddenly it just totally ends? Then okay, I will be very sad, but I promise, it’s different this time. It feels good, and I’m actually enjoying my time. (i.e. before, in relationships, I would just worryworryworry.)

I have faith she’ll call and I won’t even be waiting by the receiver.

It’ll be great.