Welcome back. Well people, another chapter in my life has come and gone. More or less, another woman in my endless page of failures gone. Yet, I feel that a tremendous weight has been lifted off of my neck. I guess the single life isn't that bad after all.
    Well, for all of you out there who are sitting behind the computer wondering what's happening, I've broken up with yet another girl (I think I have a talent or something). She was never in the mood to see me, I was constantly yearning for her after that first taste. Then after the three fights we had in a span of one week, I was feeling tired and annoyed. And lastly, yesterday we had a nice talk about how many women don't mean anything to me. And finally, I surpassed all the crap they we were trying to hide and told her that she wasn't special to me yet (yet being the key word). Not expecting the next reaction, she replies with a nice four letter word followed by the word off (I think all you out there and figure out what she said).
    And after listening to all of what she had to teach me, I can say that she did mean something to me. During are whole argument, she was explaining that everyone we date was something special to us. I didn't really agree that much to me, because for most of my sophomore year, most of the girls portrayed the same image, leaving none to be special to me. But now that this one is gone, she is something special, by her terms. She showed me that everything people say about relationships needing compromise to work, it's all complete bulls#^t. Some things were just never meant to be. She liked me because I used to be Class President, and stuff like that. We originally liked each other because of what the other person told them. Then when the real person came out, it wasn't what we had expected.
    Now here is something new I'm doing. I want your feedback on this. What would you have done in this situation: