In case any details of my past are hazy, I have a paper journal and a livejournal from which I can pull material. You really can’t do much better on this matter than directly quoting my 19-year-old self. We’re about to get through some pretty serious relationships and years of dating, plus the introduction of sex. So hold on to your hats, folks.
4/25/04:
“I’m so confused about guys right now. I’m not entirely crazy about either of the guys I’m seeing and my friends have taken sides. And sometimes I think I’m in love with my friend Gabe….I’m seriously willing to have a guy-free summer filled with work and friends. We’ll see if that ever comes to fruition, though.”
Are you wondering if I had a summer without boys and dating after my spring of being bored with Mr. Serious and Frat Boy? Do you think I suddenly reined in my shameless flirting and ability to get my mack on? If so, you grossly overestimate me.
