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Sep. 5th, 2003

Back from Julia H.'s going-away party. She's leaving for Texas on Wednesday, and for France for 9 months on the 22nd. The Ex was there. It was the first time I'd spent a significant amount of time in his company in about...6 months or so? It was rough. I didn't go out of my way to talk to him, or anything like that. At the same time, I didn't actively snub him or anything. He was just another person there.

So why did it bother me so much that I caught him watching me a couple of times? Why did my stomach clench up every time I heard his laugh? (Other than because it's a bloody aggravating noise sometimes.) So strange, how his presence can still affect me.

I'm ready to get into a routine. I start Russian classes on the 23rd, because I've identified my addiction to classes and learning. There are worse things, I guess.

As for the other night, I'm fine.

That is all.

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knittinggoddess
Sep. 6th, 2003 02:37 am (UTC)
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<<It was rough. I didn't go out of my way to talk to him, or anything like that. At the same time, I didn't actively snub him or anything. He was just another person there.>>
I can imagine that it would be rough. But congratulations on handling it maturely. Good for you.

See you next Friday!
(I miss you!!!)
(Anonymous)
Sep. 8th, 2003 09:40 am (UTC)
You want I should break his kneecaps? ;)

~me :*
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