Frustrations Building
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I really don't know what to make of him either... that entry particularly.I swear, the boy is a giant ball of mixed signals. *throws up her hands and almost wanders off... then turns back* I keep chalking it down to the fact that English is technically his second language... or that he grew up in a foreign country... or that he's usually tired when I meet him... or all sorts of other things... ...but really, honestly, there isn't any good excuse. He's old enough to know what sorts of signals he is sending. The problem is that he is just as confused as I am, I think. He somehow doesn't know what effect he is having... and he doesn't know what effect he WANTS to have either, which makes it worse. Someday he'll figure things out, and I REALLY hope he feels sheepish when he realizes just how confusing he's been. *sighs... finally pads off*
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