Well. Yesterday was my first telephone conversation with my boyfriend. It was the first time we spoke to each other in a week apart from a few texts and a few Facebook messages. Honestly I nearly burst into tears right in the middle of it.
He might not care one bit but I miss the heck out of him. Then he goes and tells me he has this brand new phone. It's all great and fancy and he spent more than 300$ on it. Lovely. Yet he can't seem to buy a girl some flippen' flowers! Yes, I am jealous of a phone.
Anywho. The radio phone out here cut us off after half an hour and I had to go eat dinner. Then when I tried texting him later that evening, he was too busy to talk. And today we were supposed to have another phone chat but once again, he is too busy... and what he is "busy" with, is not even anything important.
Half an hour out of his day to call his girlfriend who he hasn't seen in more than a week and won't see for nearly ten days. Wow. Thanks for making me feel special and loved. I am out in the boonies, by myself. I am tired and lonely. All I want is for some company for thirty freakin' minutes.
Remembering Summer
