Wednesday, December 19, 2007 @8:35 AM
Christmas spirit?
So what happened in these last few days? Well not much. Last night I had to give up on my charming neighbor who texted me in a very polite but "read-between-the-lines" way. It hurts mesince it was a non-online date in a long time.
I've also seen my ex. sbhe was sitting in a car and the only topic was the money she owes me and she keeps on not sending me. So bottom line: she's with somebody else, I'm history and by the way, merry christmas!
I feel so down. Why do I have this feeling I'm paying for something? I don't find it fair (but fairness has nothing to do with that) that she's with somebdoy and I'm just being single, trying my best to meet someone but failing miserably.
I need time. Time and somebody else to get over it and her. Let's look a the bright side: I have plenty of time.
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@8:35 AM
Christmas spirit?
So what happened in these last few days? Well not much. Last night I had to give up on my charming neighbor who texted me in a very polite but "read-between-the-lines" way. It hurts mesince it was a non-online date in a long time.
I've also seen my ex. sbhe was sitting in a car and the only topic was the money she owes me and she keeps on not sending me. So bootom line: she's with somebody else, I'm historyand by the way, merry christmas!
I feel so down. Why do I have this feeling I'm paying for something? I don't find it fair (but fairness has nothing to do with that) that she's with somebdoy and I'm just being single, trying my best to meet someone but failing miserably.
I need time. Time and somebody else to get over it and her. Let's look a the bright side: I have plenty of time.
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Monday, December 3, 2007 @9:46 PM
OOPS
Today, I broke up with my girlfriend of the month. I knew from the beginning it wouldn't last long but she was a really nice girl and even if it wasn't love, I had tons of tenderness for her. Our break up was bittersweet. A few tears but not that much. For a moment, I had the feeling to be in one "How I met your mother episode". But there were no laughs. Just the sound a door we closed.
Rough times.
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