Yes,
I am angry all the time. I find little joy and its typically because the world never takes the physical time or labor to see things through my eyes. The perfectly acceptable scenario presents itself on an almost regular basis and here I am without the gumption to do anything about it avoid the direct questions to facilitate the directional to get exactly what I want. So I sit and over-analyse what I could have done to broach the subject of actually getting out there and doing what I want to do which is spend time with particulars.
So I send an open-ended text just as any smart gal would; make the offer......and I wait..."I know you have 50k invites but if you would like one more perhaps WE can go out....." and I wait.
Now assuming that they will take one look at my message and cringe.......is it possible that they might reply immediately with a "no?" Or will they take one look at it and say to themselves; hm mm perhaps this is a great idea..........or not. The exact text receipt went as such; "I would but I already promised my friend I would go to his cookout and watch the game afterward but I will keep you posted." Groan and grunt at the sight of it.....as it was not at all what I felt would be an option in my favor. Not at all. So basically I am at a loss as most smart gals would be.....how do you respond to a taste of dejection? Its foreign stench wafting in a cloud overhead, not sure just how I can cope with this new found rejection I nod my head in acceptance as this is not what I had in mind but let's be honest I really wanted to spend time with this person more so that anyone else so its a blunder. The whole collusion of the situation raises some validity that is almost immediately to be reviewed. Getting into my brain and how I can reply.
See the whole entire day was a scheme developed to see if this particular group would take the bait of plans. Knowing fair well that this group already had premeditated plans I pressed on in theory that I would be able to manipulate the changes to make everything work in my favor. To no avail. There is a game on; it starts at 8:05pm and the night is shot. Therefore I will go get soaked with Kat. Good ole' Kat my favorite drunk! Merlot and too many cigarettes!!!!!!!!!!!!
See you on the dark side. LaCoolKid signing out.
I am angry all the time. I find little joy and its typically because the world never takes the physical time or labor to see things through my eyes. The perfectly acceptable scenario presents itself on an almost regular basis and here I am without the gumption to do anything about it avoid the direct questions to facilitate the directional to get exactly what I want. So I sit and over-analyse what I could have done to broach the subject of actually getting out there and doing what I want to do which is spend time with particulars.
So I send an open-ended text just as any smart gal would; make the offer......and I wait..."I know you have 50k invites but if you would like one more perhaps WE can go out....." and I wait.
Now assuming that they will take one look at my message and cringe.......is it possible that they might reply immediately with a "no?" Or will they take one look at it and say to themselves; hm mm perhaps this is a great idea..........or not. The exact text receipt went as such; "I would but I already promised my friend I would go to his cookout and watch the game afterward but I will keep you posted." Groan and grunt at the sight of it.....as it was not at all what I felt would be an option in my favor. Not at all. So basically I am at a loss as most smart gals would be.....how do you respond to a taste of dejection? Its foreign stench wafting in a cloud overhead, not sure just how I can cope with this new found rejection I nod my head in acceptance as this is not what I had in mind but let's be honest I really wanted to spend time with this person more so that anyone else so its a blunder. The whole collusion of the situation raises some validity that is almost immediately to be reviewed. Getting into my brain and how I can reply.
See the whole entire day was a scheme developed to see if this particular group would take the bait of plans. Knowing fair well that this group already had premeditated plans I pressed on in theory that I would be able to manipulate the changes to make everything work in my favor. To no avail. There is a game on; it starts at 8:05pm and the night is shot. Therefore I will go get soaked with Kat. Good ole' Kat my favorite drunk! Merlot and too many cigarettes!!!!!!!!!!!!
See you on the dark side. LaCoolKid signing out.
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