such is life

Sometimes I get annoyed when blogs are only ideas and no personal bits. So I was going to write about the boring bits of my day, but then about 1.3 seconds changed it.

I saw the boy-who-is-not-perfect again today. Ok, I guess I see him often enough, but that is only the second time we've made eye contact outside of dancing. This is pretty much not a story at all, but I am going to start at the beginning anyway, because that is what I was originally going to write about. So this morning I had a smoothie (orange mango, yum) with Joan (liquid), and then water and a v8. liquid liquid. (along with solid food of course.) So when I got to Marine Biology, I really needed to pee. But I decided to wait, I knew I could. To make it better yet, we took notes about the digestive system. pee. It wasn't pleasant. My original plan was to go after class to the union and go there and then read. But when I stood up when class ended, that wasn't the ideal option. I looked for a bathroom in the building I have the class in, but couldn't find one. (There was a men's, but I couldn't find the women's. What's up with that?) So I went to the next door building (math and science). I was a bit annoyed because the hallway was so crowded, and then the boy-who-is-not-perfect passed me. I didn't know if I wanted to acknowledge him or not, but at the last minute I gave him a smug, I know who you are look. At least, that's what I tell myself. I think it was probably more likely a half smile. We made eye contact, somehow, but there was no recognition on his part. I didn't have time to overanalyze it in my dash to the bathroom. (good thing.)

It's always slightly disappointing when someone doesn't remember you. But he's a boy. Anyways, I tend to remember people I meet. Yeah, sometimes I forget faces, but usually when I see them I remember. Or at least figure out that I've met them when they obviously know who I am. I just think about people too much.

It's totally fine. As much as I want to know the ending, God's not going to tell me. I hate being distracted, but God knows my frustration. I kinda wish God would erase him from my memory completely, but I think that's pretty unlikely.

Ah, such is life!

Have a great day!