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I go and go and go some more. It never seems to end. Like a rollercoaster ride that never stops. There is so much anticipation and so much excitement. I get nervous? Yes, but it's a good nervous, a kind that only amplifies the excitement.

I've gone at midnight, I've gone in the morning, I've gone at noon, I've gone in the evening. No matter when I go it always finds a way to fail and fail miserably.

At first I thought it was me, maybe I am just that bad. Maybe my priorities are all wrong. Maybe I always seem to say the wrong things. But how can I say the wrong things when I let them do almost all of the talking. Maybe thats the problem. But I thought they liked a good listner. That's what they always say they're looking for.

All I know is that I'm happy with the life I have right now. I just wish that they would quit messing with my head and I wish they would quit playing these silly games. I guess when I find the right one she won't do those things to me.

So I'll keep going and going and going on this rollercoaster ride they call dating with these silly women.