I've been putting off writ­ing an entry for quite some time. In my last entry, I antic­i­pated some com­pli­ca­tions and they've appeared in some form or fash­ion. So here goes …

Well, Dan and I had it out, in a man­ner of speak­ing. Every­thing that I've been keep­ing inside about this came out, and not in a way I would have liked. The con­ver­sa­tion basi­cally became a stale­mate and was to the point where nei­ther of us could come up with a solu­tion. He said that if I needed to talk to him, all I had to do is pick up a phone. While this may be true, I don't really feel close enough to him to tell him things any­more. He aban­doned me … just like whats-her-name. (It's funny, what he hates, he him­self becomes.) I don't have the time or the abil­ity, or even the need to "tag along" any­more. So I've decided to just cut the cord and move on. One very impor­tant les­son I've learned from this is that I'm the only one I can truly count on.

The musi­cal is finally going really well. Tomor­row is our first dress rehearsal. I can't wait. It's so nice to see some­thing you've worked very hard on come to fruition.

Dur­ing the musi­cal, I met a girl named Sharon. She's a sopho­more and seems really great. She's Mor­mon. I don't know enough about this to really decide if it's a pro or con, but it really doesn't mat­ter. I've been talk­ing to her and stuff like that. It's cool.

I had another "expe­ri­ence" with [name omit­ted] after the jazz con­cert a cou­ple of weeks ago. She's still hung on her ex, and because of this, I'm appre­hen­sive about try­ing for an actual rela­tion­ship with her. I really don't know what to think about this. I've been bounc­ing some ideas back and forth, but haven't been able to come up with an answer yet. I guess I'll just see what happens.

Some­thing I've been think­ing about just recently is Amy. I hope she's ok. I'm really kinda wor­ried about her. I'm going to really make an effort to get in touch with her this week.

Just rolling with the punches …