Thursday, March 04, 2004
I always struggle to remind myself that he was a bad boyfriend.
I have to remember that he once emailed to say he would possibly be home on a certain date, and how he didn't write again or call for email me at all after that. He had been gone for over 3 months. Maybe over 4. Two weeks later, someone called me about an appointment that he had. I was like, oh, I'll take the message, and call his parents' house so he will get it when he gets back. "Hi, can I leave a message for him?" his mom: "You can talk with him, hold on." So here I am, apparently the day after he got back, and he never called me? That was the last straw in our lack of communication and I had to break up with him and cry for three days. The lack of stress helped a lot in the coming months.
So then there was this trip- he emailed to say that his hand had been broken and he didn't have a place to stay when he would get back. I wrote back and told him he could stay at my house but that it would be a bit crowded here. He then emailed again to say that he had missed his plane. I reiterated the fact that he could stay here- one roommate is moving out this weekend. He called me yesterday to say that he was back and had been back for a few hours (ok, I asked how long), and of course he was calling about using my computer to edit his pictures: http://www.indybay.org/antiwar/#1727 UGH. He never said thank you for the offer and he never said he wouldn't need to stay here. He once alluded to an "awesome" young woman who lives there, so maybe he is shacking up with her. In which case she was probably pretty pissed when he got home after 11pm today without a phone call. I know I would have been.
We worked all day on his pictures and at one point he was just too spaced out and tired. After all, it's like an 11 hour time difference between where he was and here. I had to run some errands, so I was like, just sleep here. He slept for four hours. I kept coming in and out and he never stayed awake. It was so nice to see him in my bed again. I really wanted to get in the bed with him. It had been a year, I think (http://www.berkeleymardigras.org/home.html). I made dinner for the two of us and we talked for a long time afterwards. It was nice.
I really have to restrain myself around him. The worst thing would be if he were to say no- I will not put myself in that position with him. Not after all the things he has done, the lack of communication, etc. If he can't say it, I won't say it.
Yah, good luck.
haydee_santamaria@hotmail.com
I have to remember that he once emailed to say he would possibly be home on a certain date, and how he didn't write again or call for email me at all after that. He had been gone for over 3 months. Maybe over 4. Two weeks later, someone called me about an appointment that he had. I was like, oh, I'll take the message, and call his parents' house so he will get it when he gets back. "Hi, can I leave a message for him?" his mom: "You can talk with him, hold on." So here I am, apparently the day after he got back, and he never called me? That was the last straw in our lack of communication and I had to break up with him and cry for three days. The lack of stress helped a lot in the coming months.
So then there was this trip- he emailed to say that his hand had been broken and he didn't have a place to stay when he would get back. I wrote back and told him he could stay at my house but that it would be a bit crowded here. He then emailed again to say that he had missed his plane. I reiterated the fact that he could stay here- one roommate is moving out this weekend. He called me yesterday to say that he was back and had been back for a few hours (ok, I asked how long), and of course he was calling about using my computer to edit his pictures: http://www.indybay.org/antiwar/#1727 UGH. He never said thank you for the offer and he never said he wouldn't need to stay here. He once alluded to an "awesome" young woman who lives there, so maybe he is shacking up with her. In which case she was probably pretty pissed when he got home after 11pm today without a phone call. I know I would have been.
We worked all day on his pictures and at one point he was just too spaced out and tired. After all, it's like an 11 hour time difference between where he was and here. I had to run some errands, so I was like, just sleep here. He slept for four hours. I kept coming in and out and he never stayed awake. It was so nice to see him in my bed again. I really wanted to get in the bed with him. It had been a year, I think (http://www.berkeleymardigras.org/home.html). I made dinner for the two of us and we talked for a long time afterwards. It was nice.
I really have to restrain myself around him. The worst thing would be if he were to say no- I will not put myself in that position with him. Not after all the things he has done, the lack of communication, etc. If he can't say it, I won't say it.
Yah, good luck.
haydee_santamaria@hotmail.com
