Monday, November 23, 2009
the one about finding someone, only to lose them. part two.
when i learned that the girl i was seeing would be leaving the country for work for 6 months, i decided that i would try to spend as much time as possible together. not working in the city, that meant we only had a few weekends left to spend together. 6, to be exact. and so i told her that that was what i wanted to do.
the first weekend comes along, and i spend 7 hours driving home from my rural assignment, only to find that she didn't want to spend that friday night with me. and not the next day, nor the rest of the weekend, either. and we had a great big row over it. and she refused to talk to me for the next 4 weeks over the argument we had on that first one. i was confused. we had barely been going out for over 3 months, and now we would be apart for twice that time frame, and she didn't want to spend the possibly 12 days we could set aside left?
but i was determined to tell her i wasn't going away easy. and so, from the comfort of my home in the country, i spent the weekend before she left making... tandaradah! a mixtape CD. which is lame, of course. but the labor was in making the cover design for the CD. i'm terrible at arts and crafts and artistic endeavors, but i tried my best to make something that was presentable (which was difficult), and showed that i put some effort into it (which was easy). and had it sent through courier, with a bag of her favorite brand of cookies (i figured, if i couldn't sway her with the CD, i needed insurance).
and it worked. she called me her thanks for the effort and the songs (and the cookies as well, of course), and we started to talk again, though we gingerly sidestepped our disagreement from before. i did not press the issue, and that was possibly another mistake we both made. i, for one, was on her good graces; i did not want to negate that with just a week left before she was leaving. and i thought that, maybe, we could salvage the last 4 weeks, and go out one last time.
so things were looking up. we were burning the lines again, talking about her plans at work, we were talking about meeting up one last time, and it was the last monday before her departure, and i had asked her out. surely she'd say 'yes', right?
wrong. what's worse for me is that, not only did she not say yes or no, and left me hanging, she went out with her local officemates for one last time. which was no big deal, given that she was a lot closer to them, i figured. but they had already had 2 send-off parties, and this would be their second send-off dinner. but we were joking around through SMS just before i asked her out, so i was hoping to at least get any answer. a 'yes' would have been nice, but, at this point, a 'no' would've sufficed already. i was so bummed out over 4 weeks of her ignoring, and i felt that i had played my cards right this last week. where did i slip? what did i do to be so blatantly ignored yet again?
the answer to that came later. at the point where i was expecting no answers anymore, she sent one that, i think, explained a lot. but maybe not enough.
when i learned that the girl i was seeing would be leaving the country for work for 6 months, i decided that i would try to spend as much time as possible together. not working in the city, that meant we only had a few weekends left to spend together. 6, to be exact. and so i told her that that was what i wanted to do.
the first weekend comes along, and i spend 7 hours driving home from my rural assignment, only to find that she didn't want to spend that friday night with me. and not the next day, nor the rest of the weekend, either. and we had a great big row over it. and she refused to talk to me for the next 4 weeks over the argument we had on that first one. i was confused. we had barely been going out for over 3 months, and now we would be apart for twice that time frame, and she didn't want to spend the possibly 12 days we could set aside left?
but i was determined to tell her i wasn't going away easy. and so, from the comfort of my home in the country, i spent the weekend before she left making... tandaradah! a mixtape CD. which is lame, of course. but the labor was in making the cover design for the CD. i'm terrible at arts and crafts and artistic endeavors, but i tried my best to make something that was presentable (which was difficult), and showed that i put some effort into it (which was easy). and had it sent through courier, with a bag of her favorite brand of cookies (i figured, if i couldn't sway her with the CD, i needed insurance).
and it worked. she called me her thanks for the effort and the songs (and the cookies as well, of course), and we started to talk again, though we gingerly sidestepped our disagreement from before. i did not press the issue, and that was possibly another mistake we both made. i, for one, was on her good graces; i did not want to negate that with just a week left before she was leaving. and i thought that, maybe, we could salvage the last 4 weeks, and go out one last time.
so things were looking up. we were burning the lines again, talking about her plans at work, we were talking about meeting up one last time, and it was the last monday before her departure, and i had asked her out. surely she'd say 'yes', right?
wrong. what's worse for me is that, not only did she not say yes or no, and left me hanging, she went out with her local officemates for one last time. which was no big deal, given that she was a lot closer to them, i figured. but they had already had 2 send-off parties, and this would be their second send-off dinner. but we were joking around through SMS just before i asked her out, so i was hoping to at least get any answer. a 'yes' would have been nice, but, at this point, a 'no' would've sufficed already. i was so bummed out over 4 weeks of her ignoring, and i felt that i had played my cards right this last week. where did i slip? what did i do to be so blatantly ignored yet again?
the answer to that came later. at the point where i was expecting no answers anymore, she sent one that, i think, explained a lot. but maybe not enough.
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