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Anecdotes and thoughts on matters of life and philosophy. There'll be a bit of angst in here, but also tales of joy and "Awwww..." moments.

Monday, March 29, 2004

I'm still hurting badly over the fiasco with Terry. I thought we had something. I don't understand what happened.

Terry always said that she wanted to marry her best friend. Well, we were best friends, and more. We held hands, and played with each others' fingers. We rubbed noses playfully, and when we talked, we would stand so close to each other that we were each just a blur. We went on romantic imaginary dates together. On two occasions, she even said that she was going to have pleasant dreams about me.

Now she claims that she never wanted to be anything more than friends. I just don't get it. How can she say such a thing?

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