.: the silence gets us nowhere way too fast :.
I've never been a fan of the uncomfortable silence. Last night, against my better judgment, I went over to Miguel's and we had an uncomfortable silence for a good hour or so. He called me around 8, which was good considering he was supposed to call me back before 1 earlier that day, and said he was going home from Jimmy's and would be home in about 30 minutes.
Me: So...does that mean you want me to come over?
Him: Well, I'll be home in 30 minutes so if you want to come by go ahead.
Me: Do you want me to come over or not? Make a decision.
Him: If you come over great, if not that's cool too, I don't care.
Me: Fine, I'll think about it.
It pisses me off that he doesn't just say, "I want to see you". I ended up heading over there, and when I got there he barely said 2 words to me, then finally after about an hour he says, "Thanks for coming over, Baby." We fell asleep watching the worst Holiday Bowl in history, and I was content. Happy that I was sleeping cuddled up next to him. He really does make me happy, but I know that he isn't what is good for me.
***Note: This does NOT mean I will be ditching my New Year's with my totally awesome friends, if he wants to come with, by all means he can, if not, it's his loss!***
It's something like 40 days until I turn 21. It feels like I've been 20 for 5 years now.
I have money in my savings account that I was unaware of. It isn't a large sum of money, but it's money nonetheless. It's cool.
I need batteries for my digital camera. That thing will be taking LOTS of pictures tonight!
I also think I need to go shopping for a new fabulous outfit for tonight, it only seems right that I wear something NEW for the NEW year. Does that make sense or is that just my twisted way of justifying shopping?
Me: So...does that mean you want me to come over?
Him: Well, I'll be home in 30 minutes so if you want to come by go ahead.
Me: Do you want me to come over or not? Make a decision.
Him: If you come over great, if not that's cool too, I don't care.
Me: Fine, I'll think about it.
It pisses me off that he doesn't just say, "I want to see you". I ended up heading over there, and when I got there he barely said 2 words to me, then finally after about an hour he says, "Thanks for coming over, Baby." We fell asleep watching the worst Holiday Bowl in history, and I was content. Happy that I was sleeping cuddled up next to him. He really does make me happy, but I know that he isn't what is good for me.
***Note: This does NOT mean I will be ditching my New Year's with my totally awesome friends, if he wants to come with, by all means he can, if not, it's his loss!***
It's something like 40 days until I turn 21. It feels like I've been 20 for 5 years now.
I have money in my savings account that I was unaware of. It isn't a large sum of money, but it's money nonetheless. It's cool.
I need batteries for my digital camera. That thing will be taking LOTS of pictures tonight!
I also think I need to go shopping for a new fabulous outfit for tonight, it only seems right that I wear something NEW for the NEW year. Does that make sense or is that just my twisted way of justifying shopping?