One of those Weekends.....

Phase 1:

I had an interesting weekend. Thursday was okay. People call that day "Thanksgiving", but I call it another day on the calendar I get paid for without labor on my part. On that day, I went to one of my friend's family gathering. I thought it was pretty boring. My friend was busy socializing with his relatives, while I watched the Indianapolis coils stump the Detroit. Not much human interaction there.


Later that night, me and my pack of friends traveled to a mall that was supposedly opened all night. Well, the mall was open, alright, but there were few stories opened. Even the movie theater was closed. No hope for a midnight showing. So we went to TGIF for some food and dessert after traversing the maze-like parking lot on the roof. At the restaurant, I dared my friends that I would ask the waitress(she was cute) for her email address to see if that was better than asking for her number. So I wrote, "Can I have your email address" on a napkin. It was given to her after a received my check.

Once I received my check, the waitress(the variable) wrote a letter saying: "Sorry. I would give you my email address if I didn't live with my boyfriend." Then, tt had a little heart with her name, "Jen". It seems that my little experiment did work indeed. If she didn't have a boyfriend, she would have given me her email address. But my friends disagreed about the validity of the sucess of the experiment.....and they laughed. Although, I had no intentions of real interest in this really cute waitress, my hypothese was correct in that acquiring an email address from a girl can be better than acquiring their phone number. That's my dumb and embarrassing experiment. See why I didn't stick to wanting to become a research scientist?


Phase 2:

So, I called this certain female about a billions times this weekend. No answer whatsoever. I consult my friends and they say that she would have told me that didn't want to talk to me. They also said that I was just being paranoid. They insist that I do have a history of paranoia. Ok, I agree with them, but when a person doesn't return any of your phones or text message, then something is wrong. Either there some isolated communication glitch that's conveniently delaying or even stopping my messages from reaching her. Or maybe she's just avoiding me. Hmm..... I would love to entertain the former, but the later would make more sense. Or at least, something more feasible. However, I could be displaying paranoia again. See my problem?

Yesterday, I got to play Halo 2. This game is ridiculously fun and hard to resist. Give a guy an Xbox and Halo 2, and you make him, very, very happy. Playing game was a good respite from the angst I'm feeling over this girl. I hate feeling like this.

Today, I am stressed out, angry, frustrated, confused, tired, and quasi-bitter. Hopefully, I will get some relief in some form. I hope. I don't have an XBox or Halo2, that would require that I buy one. That would total over $200.00 for the game console and the game.

I thought that happiness was suppose to be free..... :)

I have three more weeks until Finals and I'm liberated.