Pasta pasta pasta!!!
Looking forward to pasta night with friends, the geek is cooking, the storyteller is hosting.
In the words of Chandler: could this BE anymore awkward????
Really just wanna be alone and just sort through my head everything.
The storyteller just thinks I’m being a challenge for backing off. It’s more….
You know when you see a peice of clothing in a store and you think that’s gonna look great on you, then you try it on and it just doesn’t fit or feel right?
That’s the situation. I’m not encouraging it because I really don’t wanna get his hopes up.
Meanwhile the geek just doesn’t want to talk to me he needs to get over “the hurt I caused him”. I admit it I was a bit harsh about everything.
I was scared, I know that’s not a good enough excuse, but we all push people and things away when we get scared. It’s a knee-jerk reaction.
I was scared of everything we were, everything we could have been. That we both were really special to one another. Of being hurt or rejected again and again. All he wants is time and to not hold me back from living.
I knew all this, I didn’t want to listen because I wanted everything right then right there. I wanted to make it my feelings, and not listen to his.
Now I don’t know what’s gonna happen next and it’s pretty darn painful for a girl like me. It’s a situation completely out of my control.
I need to let go of all of this and just throw myself into something else. That’s the best option. Doing my beadwork for my headwear took my mind off a lot of things, it was good.
furiously beads more maybe that’ll help!!! >.<