The Cry of My Heart

Thursday, July 16, 2009

You. Confuse. Me. A. Lot.

|-------------| this much.

Here's the situation. Tell me if I'm nuts (in thinking that he's super confusing, not in general, thanks).

So he's coming over tomorrow to sew some more for AWA, and he asked me if he could take me out to lunch first. No big deal, we've done this before. Then he asks me if he have one of his friends come who is having a rough time at home and needs to get out. This friend's name, I kid you not, was Crow. Not knowing if Crow was a boy or a girl, I responded with: o_O. He then specified to me that Crow was actually a girl named Lauren, but that everyone called her Crow.

...What a terrible nickname.

Anyways. Not wanting to seem the over possessive girl that I secretly am inside, I told him that she was more than welcome to come. He then responds with, "Are you sure, because if you want it to just be us two, that's cool too. Your call."

Argh. Frustrating boy. I say "Why don't you ask her and let her decide?" His response? "I think I'll just come alone; it'll be easier."

I don't understaaaaaaaaaaaaand. Also, what are the odds that this girl doesn't actually exist? He blew her off pretty quickly...ok brain, don't even go down that path.

Forehead, meet my keyboard. Keyboard, forehead. *smash*

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