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>>9307831
foolz cat reminds me of Sketchbook.

Sequel to Sketchbook with Kate's adventures on JET Program.

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I feel obliged to bring up running into a girl named Kate during my quarter at the UW. I’d originally met her in high school through Thespians, she graduated a year ahead of me, and had dated B**** for most of her senior year. Despite all that, I’d never gotten to know her. I’d always wanted to, but never seemed to be able to get to know her that well.

So, Kate and I hung out a bit. I’d always had a mild attraction for her, and so I always tried to encourage any activities I could do with her. I’d introduced her to “the guys” at one of Juanune’s birthday functions (the end of that first school year), and some time after that she began hanging out with them a bit more regularly. I was a bit envious of that, because living in Kent, I wasn’t able to spend that much time with my friends up in the University District.

It was the summer break of 1993 when Nicole came back into town, and once again the old anguish returned. I came home one night, irrepairably depressed, and desperately needing someone to talk to about it.

I turned to Kate, and in that act all my troubles were conceived.

Kate became a crutch for me. I had any problem, I called Kate up. Eventually, I decided that I was in love with her. I don’t know that I was, but that’s what I decided. My suicidal tendencies, oddly enough, also returned. Great fucking combination. Especially when I confessed my feelings for her, and she turned me down.

I don’t know that I’ve ever truly been suicidal for more than maybe five minutes at a time. At least, not in the sense that I think of it. I’ve often wanted to die, sometimes very badly, but very rarely have I wanted to actually take my own life. I can think of only one real occasion off the top of my head, and it was absolutely unassociated with the events around Kate. But I did think I wanted to kill myself, and that became a weapon I used against Kate.