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So I've decided that this week must just be full of negative energy. Well, at least it has been so far. It's the only explanation that I can find for the weird transition of "yay happy yay" on the weekend to "bah I hate life" Monday/Tuesday.
I'm in a much better mood now. I guess I owe Jordan another "thank you" though! So yeah, last couple days I was doing pretty bad, missing her, wishing she would come home, just in general being very mopey and in very bad mental places. When I got back from class last night, I found that she had replied to my email.
She spelled my fucking name wrong. GAH. and then she accused me that the only reason that I emailed her was to try to destroy her computer with a virus. Double GAH. And then, and I quote this... "If you actually have anything worthwhile to say, you can snail mail it to me here..." and then she listed off Justin's address. and that was it. What the fuck? I mean, I haven't done anything to her. It's not like I haven't wanted to write (or call) and just yell at her and shit, but I haven't. Even the fucking letter (which I have sitting here to be snail mailed now since she refused to read it online) is nice and sincere.
Anyways. After a minor breakdown, I suddenlly realized "I DONT MISS HER ANYMORE!" heh. So yeah, she snapped me out of the depression I had slipped into. Yay!
I do owe a huge thank you to SMA tho, because she gave me the strength to make it through my down time. I've resolved to not do that to her again soon, because I think she's on the edge of breaking in to many little peices, and I don't want to be the one that pushes her over the edge. Anyway, thank you SMA for not letting me do very stupid things over the last couple days. As you said last night, I may not be OK but I'm going to be.
SMA and I have decided that we need to lock our ex's in a little tiny room and do evil things (Like dump a pail of spiders on them). Anyone else want to shove an ex into the little black room of pain and torture? The more the merrier!
I'm in a much better mood now. I guess I owe Jordan another "thank you" though! So yeah, last couple days I was doing pretty bad, missing her, wishing she would come home, just in general being very mopey and in very bad mental places. When I got back from class last night, I found that she had replied to my email.
She spelled my fucking name wrong. GAH. and then she accused me that the only reason that I emailed her was to try to destroy her computer with a virus. Double GAH. And then, and I quote this... "If you actually have anything worthwhile to say, you can snail mail it to me here..." and then she listed off Justin's address. and that was it. What the fuck? I mean, I haven't done anything to her. It's not like I haven't wanted to write (or call) and just yell at her and shit, but I haven't. Even the fucking letter (which I have sitting here to be snail mailed now since she refused to read it online) is nice and sincere.
Anyways. After a minor breakdown, I suddenlly realized "I DONT MISS HER ANYMORE!" heh. So yeah, she snapped me out of the depression I had slipped into. Yay!
I do owe a huge thank you to SMA tho, because she gave me the strength to make it through my down time. I've resolved to not do that to her again soon, because I think she's on the edge of breaking in to many little peices, and I don't want to be the one that pushes her over the edge. Anyway, thank you SMA for not letting me do very stupid things over the last couple days. As you said last night, I may not be OK but I'm going to be.
SMA and I have decided that we need to lock our ex's in a little tiny room and do evil things (Like dump a pail of spiders on them). Anyone else want to shove an ex into the little black room of pain and torture? The more the merrier!