Last night was the annual Tae Kwon Do banquet. You know, now that I'm not lusting after anyone in the club, it's not as fun as it used to be. I miss having a crush. Not anyone in particular, just the fun of flirting and trying to figure out the responses you get back. The silly little "I hope he's going to be there" and "will he notice me?" and "what will I say?" and just those little things that make life a little more interesting.

Plus, there's nothing like finding someone else to fixate on to divest of you any last remaining vestiges of anything you felt for someone who obviously didn't care about you enough to call once in nine months.