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grr! oh, i KNEW this would happen! i knew it!
what does davis do? he turns around and says "oh, i was just kidding! now clean up the mess you made." uh-huh. he was kidding. that's why ALL OF HIS BEST FRIENDS thought he was serious. i come back from vacation and ask how he is, and his best friends all tell me the same thig, he's not into her, he's stringing her along. and that's the polite version of what i was told.
and now i'm gonna end up being the malicious bitch. girls always want to forgive the guy they like, so when he says he was kidding she'll take him back, and tell all her friends what i did, and half the population of ECI will hate me. and that was just the first day of school!

vit came home yesterday, and that was not fun. he was stressed and edgy. but that's nothing. what pissed me off was my cousin jellena, whom i used to be fond of, did something to srew me over. she sent me an e-mail a week ago askeing that i write a one-page piece in english on the topic of "development needs of public servants in serbia." i thought it was for vit, so i didn't answer. vit was pissed about this ("oh my god! she even said please!!!!"). he didn't give a poop that i know nothing on the topic, and made me write something. i rambled nonsensical left-wing nonsence that anyone with a working knowledge of english could see through. i hope the bitch doesn't get the job. if she wanted me to translate something, that'd be ok. but what is this, will she want me to write her resume next? her job application for her? go to the interview for her? maybe i should just make this easy on myself and send her money.
by the way, in case it's not clear, she needed this thing written as part of a job application.

and vit made me go to salsa. i was hoping not to have to go any more. well, the whole thing will be over in a few months, the course that is. and if i get a job, hopefully he'll let me quit. of course, he did say "well, let's weigh the pros and cons, what you earn from a job as opposed to wonderful salsa lessons." i'm thinking "well, the latter i loathe and despise like all things evil and depraved..." sigh. can't he just not live with me?