Leah

Writings of a Princess
2003-01-18 07:06:25 (UTC)

After a week, we finally talked

At my friend's apartment tonight, we were watching movies
and I just got really sad...because I still hadn't talked
to this guy. And he still hadn't called me. So my guy
friend, Chris, found out that I haven't called him since I
had been here, and was like, "Call him!" I prayed before I
called, and asked God if it was meant for me to talk to
him, then let him be home. If not, then let the machine
pick up.

Well, he picked up and answered the phone. I'm sure you
don't want to read every single thing we said, but he had
to go after a few minutes, but he said he'd call me back.
An hour or so later, I'm getting really sad, and feeling
like an idiot because I called him. I mean, he had my
number and I told him to call several different times. So
I shouldn't have been the one to call first. But I did.

When he called back, we ended up talking for an hour and
then he said he had to get some sleep...he had to film
tomorrow. But I'm feeling okay now. I got to talk to him,
even though I did call first. Did I do the right thing? I
so don't know. I mean, he said we're friends. I know he
likes to take the initiative on things like that, though.
But what gives me hope (that I did the right thing) is that
he said we're friends. And friends call each other,
right? Yeah, this is how I'm reasoning this out. I did
not want to be the one who called first. But I really
missed talking to him, and seeing what was going on in his
life. So there it is, folks...we talked. And I'm feeling
okay. Glad that we got to talk finally, after a week. So
goodnite everyone, and have a wonderful weekend!




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