One More Time...
I've been getting questions about my lack of journal entries. These questions have led to me finding the motivation to try and work this whole LJ thing again. I will warn anyone who cares that updates may be sporadic and not altogether uplifting. However, it will keep those of you who are curious filled in on the detailed inner workings of my brain.
We'll start with Zack: The ambiguity of our relationship was really beginning to bother me, and after long thinking sessions I battled out all the options and came down to the one that I felt best suited both of us. I told Zack that I didn't think what we had was working for me, and that it was up to him to decide whether we were together for real or nothing more than friends. When I wrote the script in my head I also told him that I did want to be with him, but I couldn't quite find the courage to do that in person. After a few minutes of confused silence Zack says, "I would be ok with being friends." So I said ok. He asked if I was alright with that and I pointed out that if one person wants to be friends, the other really has no say in the matter.
I've seen him once since that little talk. It was awkward, and he wasn't all too friendly. I was pretty much downright bitchy. We were in the same room for about 5 minutes on Friday evening and I haven't seen him since. However, without even trying, he managed to completely ruin my Friday night. It seems like he had a blast though. Partied with all of my friends and from what I've heard, never even noticed that I wasn't there. Good for him.
We'll start with Zack: The ambiguity of our relationship was really beginning to bother me, and after long thinking sessions I battled out all the options and came down to the one that I felt best suited both of us. I told Zack that I didn't think what we had was working for me, and that it was up to him to decide whether we were together for real or nothing more than friends. When I wrote the script in my head I also told him that I did want to be with him, but I couldn't quite find the courage to do that in person. After a few minutes of confused silence Zack says, "I would be ok with being friends." So I said ok. He asked if I was alright with that and I pointed out that if one person wants to be friends, the other really has no say in the matter.
I've seen him once since that little talk. It was awkward, and he wasn't all too friendly. I was pretty much downright bitchy. We were in the same room for about 5 minutes on Friday evening and I haven't seen him since. However, without even trying, he managed to completely ruin my Friday night. It seems like he had a blast though. Partied with all of my friends and from what I've heard, never even noticed that I wasn't there. Good for him.