Life's Progress (part 3)

During the next few weeks I avoided her calls, I couldn't' take what she had to tell me, and yes I know that wasn't the manliest move I could have made but I'll get back to that in a second.  The rest of the time I didn't talk to her was due to my phone nearly being crushed by a falling garage door that made looking at the screen impossible.  For the rest of that summer we didn't talk. The only form of communication that I made with her was an e-mail addressing what had happened with my phone and nothing else.  All the while during this period of silence between us my personal back ground was made a living hell, but that's another story for another time.

            Now here we are, another year of school has started and with it, another chance to try and work that which has been built up and torn down over and over again.   With school back in session things where starting to look better, we where back into talking to one another and I was trying desperately to enact all that I had learned from therapy. (talk about that later) Like I said everything was going well until I offered her help with her calculus.  She said she would let me only if I seriously wanted to, and of course I did.  So we set up some dates and I didn't' think more of it.  We where suppose to meet some time on Saturday night, in my opinion but I think we had a mis-understating and she called me on Friday afternoon.  Now keep in mind that I like to get my sleep in during the afternoons and I just wasn't' awake to answer the phone.  Later on that night I found out about what happened and how pissed off she was at me, which brings us to the present. 

Commin soon, Part 4.  ( I think I might be runnin out of stuff to say at the end )

I'm Out, like the Detroit Tigers are out of the MLB Playoffs