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Today's funny sad FAILED coffee interaction.

Him: I want a lesbian girlfriend. (He has a tendency to suddenly say incredibly weird off topic things when conversations wind down....His way of avoiding awkward silences?)
My Friend: People think Dana is a lesbian. (Gah! Not helping!)
Me: *laughs awkwardly* That's true!
Him: *in a psuedo pick up line voice* Hi Dana.
Me: Uh, bye.
Him: Ah, rejected! *curls up sadly in his chair*

Now that I think about it, I could've just played along and maybe he would've realised that I'm interested...instead of my default, blah, reject! *palm face*

And then he asked, "Wait, you're not really a lesbian are you?" and seemed pretty serious about it. Does that mean he cares whether or not I like guys? It feels like I'm taking all these little things he does and taking it as a sign that he might like me. Which he probably doesn't, and then i'll just be super broken hearted.

Plus, he always talked about his ex when he was dating her, and even now he still mentions her. And when we were talking about how this guy in our english class last quarter seemed like he was flirting with all the girls, he said "well, I can't really say anything because I was flirting with the ASL interpreter. haha, the 23 year old woman." I laughed too but my real reaction was: What?! gonk Am I really that relationship retarded because I didn't notice him flirting with her. At all. :/ There's a traitorious chunk of my brain which keeps trying to convince me that he does it on purpose to make me jealous. Well I can do it baaacckkk! I can constantly talk about the (cough, very few) guys that have liked me. >[ Not that he would even care...I think that to him, I'm pretty much "one of the guys." -_-;

And since I'm already having a pathetic little coffee musing fest, I might as well confess this as well. Today, I wore a grey shirt with pink polka dots, black vest, seafoam hoodie, and brown jacket (in that layering order). He wore a white button down, a vest, a black/grey striped hoodie, and a black jacket. D: Matching (ish) outfits?! I admit, I turned into a sad little blob of "OMGee! This is like fate yesss?! We iz matching! Perfect couple!" I make myself want to puke in my mouth sometimes. Just a little. rolleyes And how the heck did this journal get so bloody LONG?! eek

*needs something non pity party esque to end the journal with*
I found out today that Clark sells a TON of different flavored espressos. Toasted marshmallow? YUM heart lol, still coffee related. sweatdrop