this morning #1580.
this morning, after running into jenny in the hall, all i could think of all day long was the way that she’d spoken to me—like i wasn’t worth the time of day. where had i gone wrong? all along i’ve tried to be a nice guy but i’m starting to feel like that that’s not what she wants. not in the least. maybe i need to give her a dose of her own medicine. act like i don’t still like her. treat her like one big nothing. now that i think about it, that’s not that far off from how things really are. sure. we have history. we’ve known each other since we were kids. still, until something changes, there’s nothing there between us. not for her, at least. as for me, i can’t believe that she’s actually over me. i need to make sure that she really is before i give up.