|And I lose...
||[Feb. 2nd, 2006|08:36 pm]
Well that's that.
I got a call from ma biche telling me to call him. She said that she talked to him at school today and he had "something to tell me".
That was a bad sign. I'm generally pessimistic about this whole "romance thing", and I can see a bad sign like that a mile off.
So I get up the nerve and call him, and we start having this casual conversation like always when disaster hits...
"I just wanted to tell you, and I should have told you earlier, but I'm kinda talking to someone right now"
So of course I put on my happy smiley voice and tell him "Oh, that's no problem blah blah blah..."
And of course inside I feel like crying.
So we continue talking and we talk for like half an hour about school and church and sports and stuff till he has to go do homework.
WHY ME?!?!? WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS FUCKING HAPPEN TO ME?!!?!
It never works out. NEVER.
WILL SOMEONE PLEASE JUST TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!
Well that's that. I'm going to go cry now.