NP: Miss Blue - Filter
I'm seriously starting to wonder if this is really worth it.
The Fishooke show of destiny was moved to 8, so I left a message on Kimmi's cell phone at 3 telling her of the time change and giving her my cell number in case she had a change of plans or couldn't find the venue. We showed up at Everyday Joe's at 7:30 only to find the concert time changed again to 10. We decided to go to Walrus for some ice cream action once we unloaded the gear, but I wanted to wait until 8 to see if Kimmi wanted to join us. The deadline came and went with no pretty brown-eyed girls appearing. I waited until 8:15, then headed off with the guys to Walrus. I got my usual burning chocolate rainbow and tried to convince myself she'd call. Only when Plan B started playing did I realize she wasn't coming. Fighting the crushing disappointment, I told myself she hadn't received my message, came at 7, and left when I wasn't there. She would call my house number and leave a message telling me what happened. I left the concert early and went home to check. No new messages. No new calls on the ID.
She ditched me. She didn't even call me today to explain what happened. I'm going to see her Monday, so hopefully I'll get an answer, or at least an excuse.
I'm so disheartened by this. It's very tempting to just throw down my weapons and retreat. This love thing would be an incredible treasure to have, but Weezer is right: only in dreams.
I'm seriously starting to wonder if this is really worth it.
The Fishooke show of destiny was moved to 8, so I left a message on Kimmi's cell phone at 3 telling her of the time change and giving her my cell number in case she had a change of plans or couldn't find the venue. We showed up at Everyday Joe's at 7:30 only to find the concert time changed again to 10. We decided to go to Walrus for some ice cream action once we unloaded the gear, but I wanted to wait until 8 to see if Kimmi wanted to join us. The deadline came and went with no pretty brown-eyed girls appearing. I waited until 8:15, then headed off with the guys to Walrus. I got my usual burning chocolate rainbow and tried to convince myself she'd call. Only when Plan B started playing did I realize she wasn't coming. Fighting the crushing disappointment, I told myself she hadn't received my message, came at 7, and left when I wasn't there. She would call my house number and leave a message telling me what happened. I left the concert early and went home to check. No new messages. No new calls on the ID.
She ditched me. She didn't even call me today to explain what happened. I'm going to see her Monday, so hopefully I'll get an answer, or at least an excuse.
I'm so disheartened by this. It's very tempting to just throw down my weapons and retreat. This love thing would be an incredible treasure to have, but Weezer is right: only in dreams.
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