Dumbass!

Good god! I'm a dum­b­ass. More on that later …

Today was rather indif­fer­ent. A Mon­day like any other. Short Fic­tion is so com­pletely bor­ing … but it's easy, so I guess I shouldn't be complaining.

After school, Megan asked me if I was going to the movie night at Collins. She's in AP US His­tory. I'm not. But I decided to go any­way. We saw "Sav­ing Pri­vate Ryan". It's a good movie, but I started get­ting really tired well into the sec­ond hour of the film.

After the movie, Megan and I went back to Rocky … and just sat in her car for a while. Dur­ing this, I brought up the sub­ject of a rather indis­cre­tional activ­ity … and she really didn't have an answer for me. This sucks … the last thing I want her to think is that I'm a sex-obsessed per­vert. Because I'm really not. Damnit! I'm a moron … But for a while, I've been pitch­ing this idea of an open-communication rela­tion­ship to her, and I thought that I should heed my own advice for once. A lot of good that did me … Shit!

More self bash­ing later … but I've got Con­test in Love­land tomor­row, so I guess that's it for now …