People have always told me that I wasn't a certain person's type. How can someone other than the actual person tell me I'm not there type? For those of you who keep up with me, my attraction towards others was always too analytical. This time, I need to play it cool. Who knows? She's probably just being friendly like she was way back when. I've always been the type to keep hope alive. I am all about hope. Hope sucks!!! So, until Tuesday.
note: Giants rock my socks.