damn.
my hopes of catching and taming the badboy are over.
dashed. gone. a distant memory.
there have been a few texts, some casual conversation, and a msn conversation here and there - but that does not constitute progress. i asked him out over msn today to see this cool documentary - a film that is playing for only two days downtown. and he told me he has volleyball on both of those nights, sadface, sorry.
no offer of an alternative.
no continuing of the conversation.
i may as well had a phat farm sweatshirt on - he is so not into me.
damn.
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