Okay, so I told you I was going to go bed, knowing that ALL of the people currently smoking in our bedroom are your friends SO YOU INVITE ANOTHER GIRL OVER AND PROCEED TO SMOKE A NEW CIGARETTE. REALLY? Are you really that inconsiderate or are you just dumb? I don't understand but something has to change. Now. Either this shit ends or an RA is finding out really fast.
I'm just tired and want to go to sleep in my own bed. I have class tomorrow...its not that weird for me to want to go to bed at 2 FUCKING 45 IN THE MORNING.
This isn't excusable anymore.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Number 1
Everything has to start somewhere I guess. So here is my beginning. Thought I would try this blog thing out. Journaling doesn't happen as often as it should...but maybe...since now I know ANYBODY could be reading this I'll be more diligent about getting out all the crap inside my head.
NEW YORK WAS SO BEAUTIFUL TODAY. Seriously. And honestly, for some reason, this weekend made me feel so at home here in the city. For the first time since moving here last August. I felt like I could live here, on my own, and actually be better than fine.
However, those feeling quickly washed away when a certain someone came back to the city after a weekend away. I thought we were really close you know, like the type of people that are friends for (despite the cliche) ever. But I must have been wrong. I assumed a weekend away, some time apart, would make her miss me...or me her. But...here we are. In a deadlock again. Awkward silences in place of hugs and conversation. It's fine. Wait for her to come around I keep thinking. But. I feel so shitty being around her. Which wouldn't be a problem...if my roommate wasn't her new best friend.
I'm determined to not let it bother me. She wants it to. She wants me to come and see what's wrong and give her the attention she craves. But she slammed the door and refused to talk to me. It was her choice to be angry. I never was. Confused? Yes. A little upset? Probably. But angry or mad? No.
In other news I got a phone call (ITS ABOUT DAMN TIME! the crowd screams) from him today. Awesome. So he didn't forget about me just because I came back to New York. Maybe he wants to start pretending to be a good long distance friend. I would like a LITTLE effort on his part. :)
Okay....that's pretty good for a first post huh? None of that get to know you shit...just start you right in on what's up in my head, my life, my world.
NEW YORK WAS SO BEAUTIFUL TODAY. Seriously. And honestly, for some reason, this weekend made me feel so at home here in the city. For the first time since moving here last August. I felt like I could live here, on my own, and actually be better than fine.
However, those feeling quickly washed away when a certain someone came back to the city after a weekend away. I thought we were really close you know, like the type of people that are friends for (despite the cliche) ever. But I must have been wrong. I assumed a weekend away, some time apart, would make her miss me...or me her. But...here we are. In a deadlock again. Awkward silences in place of hugs and conversation. It's fine. Wait for her to come around I keep thinking. But. I feel so shitty being around her. Which wouldn't be a problem...if my roommate wasn't her new best friend.
I'm determined to not let it bother me. She wants it to. She wants me to come and see what's wrong and give her the attention she craves. But she slammed the door and refused to talk to me. It was her choice to be angry. I never was. Confused? Yes. A little upset? Probably. But angry or mad? No.
In other news I got a phone call (ITS ABOUT DAMN TIME! the crowd screams) from him today. Awesome. So he didn't forget about me just because I came back to New York. Maybe he wants to start pretending to be a good long distance friend. I would like a LITTLE effort on his part. :)
Okay....that's pretty good for a first post huh? None of that get to know you shit...just start you right in on what's up in my head, my life, my world.
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