i've been trying to convince steffi to come and talk with me, so that we (or i) can get things out in the open, and clarify things. and she keeps wiggling her way out.
maybe i'll spring it on her. maybe i'll do it at school. i don't know. i really need to talk to her about the things that happened, but i feel, on some level, that i should just let it go and see if it ever comes up, naturally.
too much needs a resolution for that, though.
confrontation time is upon us. funny though, it's always so much easier in my head.
english class man. the concept of him is terrifying.