Bad Luck.

She had to a cancel because her mom’s sick. She did call, and we did talk about when we could see each other again.

Sigh.

Remind me never to get my hopes up ever again.

Okay, I’ve done my bitching. I think I’ve had my half hour of upsetment. I WANT MY UPSET TIME, DAMN IT.

For better or for worse, I’m not easily discouraged.

I’ve decided two things. One, she was expecting to see me. Two, canceling was a sudden thing. She called at 3 PM. We agreed yesterday she’d drop by after 5 PM.

My instincts tell me she isn’t bullshitting me. I can usually feel when I should back off. It’s too early. …

I wonder a lot why I’m never good enough. I’m starting to wonder the other side of the equation. Why can’t girls be good enough for me? After all, it’s clearly never me.

*shrugs* I think once you get hurt enough times, you learn to trudge on through adversity. I’m talking in general. At the very least, this will be quite entertaining. Ever since my first crush, I promised myself I’d see things through. Just a bump in the road. Let’s see where this goes.