forget about it

As long as I just keep busy, forgetting isn’t so hard.

I get the impresson of myself that I am too needy. The thing in question I am trying to forget about does not seem stimulated by my attempts in conversation. I heard from them today but it was incredibly short. Hmm. I don’t like this.

Nope.. .changed my mind. Talking to this person makes forgetting about them easier, somehow. But not face-to-face. Separation isn’t such a bad thing.

...but they aren’t speaking to me right now

It’s getting easier. Maybe forgetting isn’t as hard as I first thought.

The longer I go trying to forget about it, the more I remember to forget about it, the more I think of it.

Well, I don’t think about it like that any more. Only occasionally. But it’s been a while…

I seem to remember every little detail about everyone, and all the stupid things I’ve ever said to make people feel good or bad about themselves. Everything anyone ever said to me… I will remember. Why can’t I forget?? It would be nice to have a memory just like everyone elses’, where the memory fades over time and after many years you just don’t remember.

I can still remember pretty much everything about a trip to the zoo almost 8 years ago. It was freezing, not a particularly memorable day. My friend had a Pokemon jumper on that was purple, and there was a sign there saying that ‘youmay notice that one of our pelicans is bleeding from its’ wing. Our keepers are aware of this and are keeping an eye on the situation.’
I bought a toy monkey and I names her Gobi and we had iced tea samples in paper cups at Waterloo station. The raspberry flavour was the best.

igual no he terminado de olvidar, pero ya estoy determinada a no recaer… ningun tipo de contacto o tonteria y ya.

todo quedo tranquilo y asi se debe quedar…

I have being trying to forget about what this person wrote me.
I’ve tryed to think that it was mean and childish and that I shouldn’t pay attention to it, but I am facing some situations that just bring it again and so bad.

This person knew how to hurt me, what it worries me the most, it’s so sad that there wasn’t any care or at least emphaty, I thought I made it clear that I liked him but I didn’t liked the way he treated me and that this statement was simply. Never thought it was offensive. Don’t know why he felt discussed or took the time to write such a horrible things.

the worst is that I don’t know how to handle them.

Now I ma so happy for a nice opportunity, but sad at the same time because of this, and my friends.

I miss mariana and rodrigo.

stoped talking to him,

se dio cuenta, y me comenzo a enviar hate mail

fue horrible, aunque de cierto modo se supone que esto hace mas facil el olvidarme de el, al menos lo baja de su pedestal.

pues puso que ya crezca con mayusculas dos veces,

y sus mensajes resultan mas infantiles y contradictorios que mis acciones, que son las que los originaron.

no se si me deberia de dar ternura o enojo leerlos, mas bien me da tristeza.

donde esta el chico, relajado, amigable, serio, interesante, divertido, sencillo que yo conoci?

no sé

solo me siento agradecida por tener suerte y que el no me haya hecho caso, por que de haber continuado la historia, pudo haberme hecho mucho daño. por que eso si, a mi me traia como tonta.

en fin.

cuando dejare de desahogarme?

en fin, mientras yo me desepciono de un amor malogrado, Miguel vive una historia de maltratos y no hay mucho por hacer mas que

olvidar

así debe ser, volver a relajarme no tiene caso intentar ser amigos, demasiada tensión para mi.