the powers that be at work have blocked off friendster from our network and so i've been basically cut-off from my recent addiction. it seems that everyone now has an account with friendster, or are being forced to have one, or pretending they don't have one but secretly they do and actually enjoy reading the testimonials and stuff they find there (potpot is that you?). friends, students, and people you hardly even talk to you have popped up like relatives after winning the lottery. they're all there. it's like one big reunion on line.

and i've been cut-off.

dang.

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my craziest, zaniest, and probably most unusual tutee is back in the loop.

so why did i even begin to think second sem was going to be boring?

-oOo-

when you're willing to put up with a lot of rules, does it mean you've found the one?

when you're willing to give up your own little quirks to compromise, does it mean you're ready to be someone's partner?

when he's all you think about, especially when making decisions, does it mean you've matured insofar as love is concerned?

it's been a little more than a month. sometimes i think i've had more fights with him than i can put up with. sometimes i feel like cutting him off in the middle of a sentence just to tell him that he's been nothing but a meddling pompous prick and that i don't need him, thankyouverymuch.

but then that's what i've done with all the others. when things don't go my way, i quit. when he's not there for me, i quit. when he's always there for me, i quit. when i love him too much, i quit. when i don't love him as much as i ought to, i quit. it's a no-win situation.

rosa, the quitter.

so maybe now i ought to learn how to just stand still.