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I really fucking hate being in a different country to my girlfriend. Doesn't exactly make things easy on the relationship front- most of the little communication being restricted to the however-many characters you can type in a text message doesn't really leand itself to hours of stimulating conversation. Telephone calls cost more than my (or her) student loans can deal with and not overly simple to achieve anyway- she has no landline for me to call, and mobile phone calls make both our bank managers cry. Certain restrictions, again involving money as well as location and availability mean we don't even exchange emails.
The worst thing of all is there isn't anywhere to place a blame for it. There's no one to shout at, no where to direct my loneliness and hatred for the situation.
I get so fucking pissed off at everyone around me moaning and whining when they don't get to see their respective boyfriend/ girlfriend in a whole week. Even more so when they moan to me directly. O.k, I'd like to think I was the type of guy you can come to if you have a problem, but not if you're upset because although you talk to him on the phone for an hour or more every fucking night, you haven't seen your boyfriend for a whole week. Aw, diddums. Sod off and find some kind of perspective, and while you're there, see if you can pick up some tact, too.
I fucking hate it, I feel so crap about it. I just want her here.
The worst thing of all is there isn't anywhere to place a blame for it. There's no one to shout at, no where to direct my loneliness and hatred for the situation.
I get so fucking pissed off at everyone around me moaning and whining when they don't get to see their respective boyfriend/ girlfriend in a whole week. Even more so when they moan to me directly. O.k, I'd like to think I was the type of guy you can come to if you have a problem, but not if you're upset because although you talk to him on the phone for an hour or more every fucking night, you haven't seen your boyfriend for a whole week. Aw, diddums. Sod off and find some kind of perspective, and while you're there, see if you can pick up some tact, too.
I fucking hate it, I feel so crap about it. I just want her here.