Know that I seldom whine or bitch publicly in this blog about any girl problems whatsoever but there's this just one thing that is about to transition from "irritating" to downright "frustrating".
I do believe that it all started last week when things got a bit hectic and busy for me at home, at work, and at school. We had websites to be done, researches that needed researching, two essay orders, and the summer heat that has begun to beat down on meh. So before shit started going to hell real fast, we had plenty of time for daily texting, calling, and talking. I guess she started to think I was mad at her or something when I stopped calling, replied sparingly, and was seldom in a chatty mood. I mean, JEEZ LOUIZ!!! IF YOU HAD TO RESEARCH ON THE GLARINGLY CONFUSING TOPIC OF CHAOS THEORY WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY MAKING NUMEROUS WEB SITES AS WELL AS TWO 800-WORD ESSAYS, THEN I SUPPOSE YOU WOULDN'T HAVE MUCH TIME OR ENERGY NOW WOULD YOU....???
But I guess it is pretty much my fault...I did feel a bit frustrated with the work load and a lot of anger towards a certain FOREIGN entity that I couldn't afford to offend...so I was a bit "snappish" and to quote her own words, I was a bit "cold"...Damnit...It's just that I'm not a very social creature to begin with. I mean, it's not that I don't feel anything towards those close to me. It's just that I'm not very good at expressing it unless...well, unless nothing actually...
Hraaargh...that's not even the most frustrating part...I acknowledged my negligence, apologized, talked on the phone, texted, talked, but all I get are "whatevers", "bastas", and very often a glaring stare. Hey, I'm TRYING to make an effort...X_X
*sigh*
EDIT:
Mother of Mercy!!! While I was blogging this, she texted me if she could call...I was unable to reply because it was WAAAY too late in the night when I noticed the message. Aurgh...
