Frustrated
This was supposed to be a weekend of sex, sushi, and sunshine. But no, things never work out just perfectly do they. Alex became ill on Monday, missed school on Tuesday, and went to the hospital with a fever of 106 on Tuesday night. He missed school again yesterday, and returned to school today, feeling atleast a fair bit better. 70% or so. Apparently these two days made all of the difference in his shooting schedule (fyi he's in school in NY for Photo). Not that he hasn't has these assignments since DECEMBER and knew when they were due since DECEMBER and knew that he was coming down to see me this weekend since DECEMBER. Okay, so you get the gist. I'm sure there are things I don't understand and it is, after all, allegedly my fault that he got sick in the first place. Yet another puzzling thing, however, is upon booking the airline ticket, Alex deemed it acceptable to not return to NY until Tuesday, and that missing class on Monday and Tuesday would be acceptable. I just don't understand. I'm not particularly angry...though maybe just a hint, I am, though, nauseatingly frustrated. I'm lonely down here, very lonely, and not being able to see him is several degrees of depressing. And yet, I don't know why he doesn't understand this. Probably the same reason that I don't understand why he's not coming down. I'm sure it has something to do with being selfish.