.:Dude... you do know too much:. Haha, if my rapport with the college boys was as good as it is now, I'd be so much cooler. SIKE! Seriously though, that's why I don't mind going to these type of work functions. Although I seriously don't mean for it to be this way, I always end up feeling like a hommie although most of the time an outsider away from the situation would think it's a bad thing, for the most part, it's my insider edge. It's a lot more fun talking with college students making fun of them (even though my sarcastic humor is usually confused for actual insults) and all that jazz then being all stuffy and professional organization and college org split nah mean? I know that maybe it's not the ideal situation but it works for me =) It's especially as bad when we go to EC (haha you'll never guess why that's the code name) they're so funny. I'm one of the gang. Even more so then usual. We all care about the job, but we all laugh about it later. I like how I refer to them by their nicknames instead of their real names. I tried to shy away from it when speaking to them, but it just wouldn't work (it's not my fault that David is a common Asian name, and they didn't respond to me when I said their real names!!!) I know whos from where and who's Pbros they are with and what not. I never was a sorority person, but these EC's are a cool bunch. They made my day today (even though professonally it wasn't a good day) Personally, I had a great time. Last day tomorrow... I'm sad. If all goes well professionally I won't see them next fall, but I wouldn't mind seeing them again if it didn't go well. It was a great run while it lasted though, as for other stuff (or person) related to EC, well that's a whole different story, for a whole different place. But hey technically, said characters in the previous entry are alumni now. It's a fair playing field now suckas. Gosh I'm giddy. Not because of EC, but just because of a feeling like/crush is an amazing feeling folks I have not felt this feeling so strong since... two summers ago... at that place where Celine Dion lives at... when he smiled at me that morning. ... I need to forget about all that and move on. I guess that's what the objective is here. Learning and letting go is a horrible yet, wonderful piece of advice I could give myself. I want so badly to not blow this out of proportion (but dammit... I need to get rid of him) And ride this feeling for dear life! But I'd like to put the rest this love and just move on. I've gotten to the point where realization has come over me, and I have no choice but to just give in, let the feeling go and hope that new feelings will make me feel the same way he once did. Forgive me... it's 1am