Friday, November 29, 2002

Wednesday I went to NewHaven with Alex to go shopping. I woke up that morning with one thing in mind...I HAD to call Tristan. So on the car ride home, I called, but I didn't expect him to be there...he never is. But after a few rings his voice was on the other line. dun dun duuuuuuuun
here's roughly how the conversation went.
him: hello?
Me: hey, tristan..it's me, Bianca..what you been up to, havn;t talked in a while.
him: yeh, I've been around, in boston with rachel and friends, just got back the other day
me: Uhh, yeh
him: what you been up to
me: uh, well, new haven with Alex., I'm on my way home right now...yeh *silence*
him: Ok, Bianca, what's on your mind?
me: well, *sigh* I'm not feeling you. and I havent been for a while.
him: well, I'm not feeling you either
me: ok, wel what you wanna do about it?
him: what you mean, what you wanna do? I thought it ended already.
me: what?! when did it end. How come i wasn't aware
him: Well I figured it ended 2, 3 weeks ago.
me: Why didn't you talk to me about it? how do you just decide that?
him: well what does talking resolve? It;'s just unnecessary aggrevation
me: wel is it aggrevating talking about it now?
him: no.
me: well, when...why do you...oh whatever.
Alex speaks from drivers seat: Uh bianca why are you being so nice. yell your ass off. he deserves that.
me: [while still on phone so he can hear] because I don't care enough.
him: west haven is fun.. *chuckle chuckle* but i guess thats besides the point
me: yeh, *chuckle* just a little.
him: well let me get back to my movie. I'll talk to you another day
me:..or something...yeh...bye.

Mmmm ass much? Right, too bad I wasted that much time on him...or ANY time on him.

Bianca
6:37 PM