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my friends come and go… but enemies follow me

So.

A while back while out with Brian and a bunch of people, I met was this one girl who I will call Girly McRudegirl because I have no idea what her real name is. The first thing she did was kick me and tell me, using shorter and more profane words than I care to use, that I was “screwing” everything up. She proceeded to scowl at me during various intervals and such.

Now that I’m living in Urbana I figured I’d never see Girly McRudegirl again (well, I never thought about it, but it was one of those back-of-the-head assumptions I suppose).

This proved true until, well, the day before classes started when Girly McRudegirl magically appeared out of nowhere and greeted my small group of people I know here. Just scowled at me, more or less.

*sigh*

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