| | Here's a new post coming at you. Your blogger is at the helm but he's sidetracked. He's dissapointed and depressed.
He's had no intentions of doing this post in the third person, but that's just what's happening. And as someone who's trying to make a profession out of his writing, he's learned to just go with it.
He's been seeing Kristi all this time since he made that blog post about her a couple of months ago. Things were amazing. But now it feels like she doesn't have time for him. He knows that because of her job she's got a very demanding work schedule but she could still try to make time. With his car broken he has nothing better to do but sit at home all day. He stays signed into Yahoo! Messenger and AIM visible only to her most times so that if she signs on they can talk. But they don't talk on messenger much anymore. And she barely ever calls him. She has both of his numbers and knows how to get in touch with him. He just wishes she'd call more, or something.
He got out of a relationship in November with a woman who barely paid attention to him, even when he was in the same room as her. He doesn't react well to this kind of neglect, whether it's unintentional or not.
He's absolutely crazy about Kristi, she's the best thing he's got going for him in his fucked up little life right now. If he could get anything out of life, anything at all, it would be to spend his with her. Their attempts to make a trip and be together for a week or two has failed on both attempts and this lack of communication just fucking hurts. It physically hurts him. Last night all he wanted to do was curl up into a ball and cry. Luckily he got to talk to her for a few minutes on AIM while she was at work and that made him feel better and sleep easier.
She said she would call him today after church before she went to a party, and it turns out that she doesn't even have her phone today. He doesn't know what's going on right now. He wishes someone would clue him in, he wishes that she'd pay more attention to him.
He can't function like this, and he doesn't know if all of this is unintentional, or just a series of events horridly tainted by lots of bad luck. Or if she doesn't take this as serious as he does.
He wishes he had some answers. He would say he demanded answers, but he's far too upset to be angry right now. He thinks he might lay down for a while, all of this emotion is making his shoulders scream with pain.
/bitchy emo blog post
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