I sometiems forget about things that used to make sense to me. I became somewhat deluded to the point where I thought I was untouchable because I simply wrote out my opinions on some topics. Obviously that’s no longer the case. Recently, I’ve begun… Or sort of been drawn into a slightly annoying drama with a gal named Brenna. Now don’t get me wrong, she’s a spectacular woman, I just get confused at times.
So at first we got along great, then it devolved into the famos game of cat and mouse, or I think it has. She tells me off, I reply with a text stating that, okay, I’ll leave you alone, then she replies with a second chance coffee meeting. That’s where the fun somewhat begins, I try to get a bead on what time she gets off work so we’d have more time for the coffee thing, she get’s annoyed at me and we textgument for a bit. I apologized.
i’m sure she’s blocked my number, so I’m not really sweating it. Hurts like hell though. At anyrate, I’m notsure how to go about this whole thing anymore. I rarely get out of the house, and the first woman I get stunned over, I go and screw things up. What’s wrong with me!?
Outside of that whole bitch fest, Christmas was… well…. the usual. Usual gifts, usual present unvieling, usual everything. I mean, yeah, I’m not really expecting anything grandiose, and I should be out on my own by this point, but I’m stuck in a rutt. Which sucks For the past few weeks my room mates been tearing me down which sucks even more. And now I’ve messed up again, which kinda brings the whole thing to black hole level of suckage.
But it’s not all that bad, everyone loved their gifts, which, in a way, Brenna helped pick out. that’s all for now.