So it was Rachel that ended up wearing my jersey. No attachment, she just wanted one to wear I suppose. We got obliterated friday night. It was a massacre. At least one thing good came out of it, I made captian for this week. So I told myself that I didn't like Amanda, that she wasn't my type. Yeah, I was wrong. We talked a lot today, at least with regard to how much I actually see here. I have come to the realization that I want her bad. It's just a question of how reciprocal the feeling is.