Status: slipping....far, far away....
Back to square one. I knew I should have dragged myself out on Friday for Jen's birthday. Everything that'd been building up the past couple weeks into a semi-normal friendship again has fallen, and fallen hard.
Fridays I don't have class and I designate them as my "work" day. So, I was up at 8 am and did homework and studying straight until 6 pm (minus a couple hours to relieve my stress from working out at Klotsche). From there I got ready to go out to dinner with my boyfriend, Chris, and his roommates and their girlfriends at Olive Garden. (delicious, by the way. breadsticks and a salad is all you need and you'd be satisfied). Jen had asked me earlier that day if I was going out with her that night and I kinda shrugged my shoulders and implied "we'll see, I'm not sure yet." I told her about my plan to do work and dinner and then I'd see how I felt.
Well, 2 hours and a full stomach later, it was 10 pm and we were just getting home from dinner. I went back to Chris' place and was contemplating going out or not. I was tired from working all day and stuffed from the food. I just wanted a good night's rest- and plus, I had to work at 8 am the next day. I decided to stay in, although I was very nervous about it. I knew that it would be uncomfortable the next day around them, but that was a chance I was willing to take. I just needed some sleep!
After work I went to the grocery store, since I'd been living off of ramen noodles for the past week. I walked up the 4 flights of stairs to our apartment into a dark, dirty room. Mind you, it's about 3 pm only. Jen and Erika and our friend Terin are all laying on the couch watching The Sopranos. I say "hi".....and I get no response. So, I put my groceries away and sat down for a bit with them. I felt extremely uncomfortable; I wanted to say, "sorry I didn't make it out last night, I was just so tired," but I knew it wouldn't even make a difference. I got my computer out to do some research for a paper only to find that our internet was down. So, I got my things together to go to the EMS computer lab and on my way out I said, "well, I'm going to EMS to work on some stuff, I'll be back in a couple hours.".......chirp, chirp.----nothing. no response.
wow, way to give the cold shoulder.
So now things are.....well, they just are. I'm to the point where maybe I don't care anymore. If things fall apart they fall apart. So we're not close best friends anymore. Things happen. It doesn't mean I won't ever want to talk and hang out, we just won't be as close and she will have to accept that.
Back to square one. I knew I should have dragged myself out on Friday for Jen's birthday. Everything that'd been building up the past couple weeks into a semi-normal friendship again has fallen, and fallen hard.
Fridays I don't have class and I designate them as my "work" day. So, I was up at 8 am and did homework and studying straight until 6 pm (minus a couple hours to relieve my stress from working out at Klotsche). From there I got ready to go out to dinner with my boyfriend, Chris, and his roommates and their girlfriends at Olive Garden. (delicious, by the way. breadsticks and a salad is all you need and you'd be satisfied). Jen had asked me earlier that day if I was going out with her that night and I kinda shrugged my shoulders and implied "we'll see, I'm not sure yet." I told her about my plan to do work and dinner and then I'd see how I felt.
Well, 2 hours and a full stomach later, it was 10 pm and we were just getting home from dinner. I went back to Chris' place and was contemplating going out or not. I was tired from working all day and stuffed from the food. I just wanted a good night's rest- and plus, I had to work at 8 am the next day. I decided to stay in, although I was very nervous about it. I knew that it would be uncomfortable the next day around them, but that was a chance I was willing to take. I just needed some sleep!
After work I went to the grocery store, since I'd been living off of ramen noodles for the past week. I walked up the 4 flights of stairs to our apartment into a dark, dirty room. Mind you, it's about 3 pm only. Jen and Erika and our friend Terin are all laying on the couch watching The Sopranos. I say "hi".....and I get no response. So, I put my groceries away and sat down for a bit with them. I felt extremely uncomfortable; I wanted to say, "sorry I didn't make it out last night, I was just so tired," but I knew it wouldn't even make a difference. I got my computer out to do some research for a paper only to find that our internet was down. So, I got my things together to go to the EMS computer lab and on my way out I said, "well, I'm going to EMS to work on some stuff, I'll be back in a couple hours.".......chirp, chirp.----nothing. no response.
wow, way to give the cold shoulder.
So now things are.....well, they just are. I'm to the point where maybe I don't care anymore. If things fall apart they fall apart. So we're not close best friends anymore. Things happen. It doesn't mean I won't ever want to talk and hang out, we just won't be as close and she will have to accept that.
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