This is so ridiculous! I was trying to text a certain someone who will remain nameless because once this entry is done we will ALL know who it is, and they were ignoring me. Okay, that's cool; maybe they're legitimately busy. Checked my AIM and they're online, so I drop an IM. Oh, no, they're not legitimately busy; they're gaming so they can't even text me back a one word "okay" or "ttyl"?! Seriously. And I already know what will happen next. They'll text me while I'm asleep and/or call me. Again, WHILE I'M SLEEPING. How, pray tell, am I supposed to be a part of this friendship if we never get to talk? Communication is key in any relationship, romantic or non. And no I won't play the game just to talk to you. For several reasons, one being it's not free. Two being I don't have the attention span for it.
So honestly I'm slightly detaching myself from said person and seeing how well this goes :/ It's not something I want to do; I have to do it. I can't just sit around here, waiting for a text (because you most definitely CANNOT call while playing this game) only to be left disappointed and lonely by not receiving a reply. I'm sorry.
::NOTE:: This will probably all be over by later/tomorrow. I just needed to vent :)
until next we meet...
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