Holy Indians!
Went to my second Tribe game in three nights tonight, and I am going tomorrow yet again. If you consider yourself a Tribe fan, how can you not be attending these games. Absolutely spectacular. I'm thinking about bringing a sign to the game tomorrow that says "My girlfriend just broke up with me, but the Tribe will never leave me." I figure it'll get me on tv for sure.
As far as that is concerned. Kelly and I had a really good talk Monday night. Kinda aired everything out on how we were feeling and what lies ahead for the two of us. I feel the need to make some clarifications on her behalf, because some of the things I wrote in my last post were incorrect. She is not seeing Jason, yet. It'll probably happen, but currently, it isn't. Along those same lines, she decided she couldn't go to the concert because of me still hurting and seeing her would probably not help. I think I probably agree with her. It is really difficult not having her to talk to every night anymore, and I'm still finding myself having to put down the phone a couple times a day when I have the urge to talk to someone. Living by myself was OK when I knew that at least I'd have her to talk to every night. But at this point, I am insanely lonely. I know she said I can call her, but right now I think I want to give her some space. Let her do her thing. I don't want to be seen as the psycho ex-boyfriend that can't let go, even though some of my actions the last week and a half seem to be contradictory to that idea. Every day gets a little bit better. I feel a little bit more comfortable, it's just really difficult to let go after two years even when you know it wasn't the right time. Ah well, going to see the doctor tomorrow, actually later today, and hopefully I am starting to get myself back on track.
Every day is a mix of laughter, excitement, joy, anger, confusion, panic attacks. I don't wish this kind of mental problem on anyone. I know I'm really beating a dead horse with the topics on here since I started it back up. It's just that with the loneliness comes a need to vent some frustrations and thoughts. This is sort of like an online therapy for me. I always feel better after doing one of these, even if I don't agree with what I wrote when I reread it the next day. For those of you who read and are getting sick of these Kelly/ depression posts, just bear with me for awhile. I need to heal a few wounds, and right now thats going to take time.
Special thanks the D to the Rew for going to the concert with me this upcoming Friday. Shooters before hand to get a few brews followed by a kick ass concert sounds like a fantastic time to me. Every night I go out I feel a little bit better, and I know that eventually I will be fine again.
Kicked the shit out of my prosimian quiz today. I got a 100%. There was a word box up top and all I used it for was spelling, now that is a good feeling. New World Monkey quiz next tuesday, which means another 30 Genus species I have to memorize. Should be a little tougher, but with my results on this first quiz, I am feeling a lot better about the class as a whole. I know I have previously stated "I hate monkeys, they throw poo at you," but I am really getting into this topic, and I am already looking into graduate programs that can help me with zoology and or primatology.
Well, thats enough for now. Hope everyone has a good night's sleep. I know I need one for a damned change.
As far as that is concerned. Kelly and I had a really good talk Monday night. Kinda aired everything out on how we were feeling and what lies ahead for the two of us. I feel the need to make some clarifications on her behalf, because some of the things I wrote in my last post were incorrect. She is not seeing Jason, yet. It'll probably happen, but currently, it isn't. Along those same lines, she decided she couldn't go to the concert because of me still hurting and seeing her would probably not help. I think I probably agree with her. It is really difficult not having her to talk to every night anymore, and I'm still finding myself having to put down the phone a couple times a day when I have the urge to talk to someone. Living by myself was OK when I knew that at least I'd have her to talk to every night. But at this point, I am insanely lonely. I know she said I can call her, but right now I think I want to give her some space. Let her do her thing. I don't want to be seen as the psycho ex-boyfriend that can't let go, even though some of my actions the last week and a half seem to be contradictory to that idea. Every day gets a little bit better. I feel a little bit more comfortable, it's just really difficult to let go after two years even when you know it wasn't the right time. Ah well, going to see the doctor tomorrow, actually later today, and hopefully I am starting to get myself back on track.
Every day is a mix of laughter, excitement, joy, anger, confusion, panic attacks. I don't wish this kind of mental problem on anyone. I know I'm really beating a dead horse with the topics on here since I started it back up. It's just that with the loneliness comes a need to vent some frustrations and thoughts. This is sort of like an online therapy for me. I always feel better after doing one of these, even if I don't agree with what I wrote when I reread it the next day. For those of you who read and are getting sick of these Kelly/ depression posts, just bear with me for awhile. I need to heal a few wounds, and right now thats going to take time.
Special thanks the D to the Rew for going to the concert with me this upcoming Friday. Shooters before hand to get a few brews followed by a kick ass concert sounds like a fantastic time to me. Every night I go out I feel a little bit better, and I know that eventually I will be fine again.
Kicked the shit out of my prosimian quiz today. I got a 100%. There was a word box up top and all I used it for was spelling, now that is a good feeling. New World Monkey quiz next tuesday, which means another 30 Genus species I have to memorize. Should be a little tougher, but with my results on this first quiz, I am feeling a lot better about the class as a whole. I know I have previously stated "I hate monkeys, they throw poo at you," but I am really getting into this topic, and I am already looking into graduate programs that can help me with zoology and or primatology.
Well, thats enough for now. Hope everyone has a good night's sleep. I know I need one for a damned change.