Today is SUnday.
The Red Sox are playing tonight.
I am once again in the library, completing my assignment for Iformation Technology. I am once again sitting next to the same female from when I first time I wrote in this blog. I haven't spoken to her for three days, which seemed like a while. Now sitting across the table from me (because I asked for privacy) she wants to play "footies" under the table. What an interesting relationship we have; while already being physically involved, emotions begin to appear when I heard her pick up her cell phone and say "Hi baby!" just now. But I can't be worried about that, even though my face shows it.
I went away last night. Me and three other of my fraternity brothers traveled to Binghamton University to visit the brothers and the pledge at that school. We did just that, and I was so lucky to enhance a relationship with a female friend I had on that campus. I overall enjoyed myself and I think my brothers did too. This could have been contributed to fact that our underage drinking this week took place in a bar that we had snuck into only because of our sticky social web.
Interesting how things change in a week. One of my relationships has been significantly reduced with S because she has begun to date her old boyfriend. Did I mention he dumped her on her birthday a month ago? This was the opening I was looking to take advantage of, but that's just the kind of luck I get. I'm not really sure where I was going with that relationship, with the dinner and the movies and the random visits and the lunches we ate together. I guess I was trying to establish a decent friendship before making a move. Doesn't matter now. Sucks huh?
I think I'm going to get up early tomorrow and go to the gym. Lately, I've been trying to use my spare time wisely, seeing as I no longer have a nagging chihuahua/girlfriend, I have been trying to go up a level, physically so maybe I could impress someone into being my girlfriend. I think self-improvement is probably the single most best thing I could do right now with my time, and I most definitely love to lift weights. Everyday I smile at everyone I see, but I have this certain amount of anger in me that can only be suppressed by working out. Most of this anger stems from the way I am treated and the way I react to the way people treat me. Girls try and make me do everything they want because I'm a nice person and my brothers almost never listen to anything I tell them. I definitely beginning to change my attitude and the way I carry myself. I want to be more strict with people when they cross my lines, and I should have a little bit easier time saying "no" to people. I will be taken seriously and treated with respect all the time.
Funny how New York changes people......................
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