What'd I do? Dolce Amor, It sounded like you were having a bad day today, at least I hope that's all it was. You didn't text me all day. I was content just gawking at your pic at work all day and thinking of words/songs to tell you. When you did text at like 8pm, you seemed to be having a bad day and only talked about school. You said yer Mutti helped yer day by texting you "with love". Oh Great, now yer Mutti is filling the love gap you have that I should be filling as a girlfriend. That makes me feel special. I wonder how you would react if my happiness came from a parent instead of you.... I knew you weren't happy and got the hint that you were angry.... don't know why so I attempted to give you love. You shot me down everytime...and I let you get away with it. I told you I loved you and you ignored it. Don't be suprised if I decide not to respond the next time you say you love me, thas why I don't say it that often. You abruptly ended the conversation and not exactly with a goodnight. Yea, I feel special. I figgered if you were angry at me you'd tell me in a day or two, like usual. ::sigh:: I hope yer okay... I hope you weren't thinking too much about the other nights late religion conversation. Where we revealed things of our past. I hope you didnt dive off the deep end with what I told you. Or maybe yer beating yerself up because you told me yer past. I don't know what yer thinkin', maybe you just had a bad day and stressed about school. Gah! I don't know what yer looking for. I tried to be sweet and sympathetic. Maybe it just made you madder and thas why you left because I tried to be positive and happy. I was just glad you texted me. Maybe you were mad that I didn't text you first... Maybe... Maybe.... My whole body hurts. My head, my teeth, my legs, my stomach. My most productive feeling day and I ended up on my bed all night, at least I actually read thru three of my textbooks. Business Law seems more like a history class to me, and now I'm reading philosophy from the same book. Philosophy, grammar to insurance and religion. Crazy mixed up. I thought of him when reading about philosophy, maybe he knows what they're talking about. He kept me awake at 8pm until..he left and then I like fell asleep around 9pm, lights on and everything. That icky kind of sleep where you wake up every hour thinking someone is talking to you or you should get up and do something and you just roll over. Man oh man, just b/c I got like 7-8 hours of sleep b/c I went to bed early means I'm gonna be ten times more tired morrow, yawning like crazy. I shouldnt go to bed early... Crap, I've only had IB Profen for maybe 2 months and its almost gone...