I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.I hate this. I hate this.
So I am swallowing my pride and trying to play nice. I have talked to the guy Matt made out with. I have even sort of talked to him, although that initial interaction was not exactly what I was expecting. I was talking with his new guy and then he walked over and talked about not sleeping and I kind of chastised him about not sleeping. That's when he told me he had a test in the morning and while it's not my preferred method of studying I can condone an all nighter for a test. Then Matt said "What you can't just know my motives without me having to vocalize them?" My response, "No... But that would have saved me a lot of trouble." I just couldn't resist. I know it doesn't seem like a very reconcilliary thing to say given what I was trying to do, but if anyone knows me they'd know that I'm only half serious with remarks like that. Oh well, haven't talked since but there's a BBQ on Sunday at a friend's house that we'll both be attending. My battle plan is play nice and let the world know I have no hard feelings with anyone. It may not be fair, but it's the smartest thing I can do for myself. Holding on to all this crap is gonna do nothing but get me sick (I need not to catch my roommates cold, so this will be one less stressor on my life).
It would just be nice if he put a little effort into things too, since he's actually the one that caused this.
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