Now, I'm not 100% going back on my support for the cause. Cause (heehee) there are times when I am thankful to be in a LD relationship. I get to have freedom to play and am forced to meet new people. I've acquired a few cool friends to run with. My friend, Wayne, is a giant black man that makes me cry on runs (only behind his back) and then there's Tai who runs so fast!
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Anywho. So.. My advocacy stands with limitations. Finding time SEE one another of course helps.
I've told my friends the frustrations I've had with my bf and I not being able to see one another. I was whining to my lovely Emilee who has actual serious problems in her life (I love you Em) and she said: It's just a test. Lol, that's all I needed.
So, here's the update: more so to get it off my chest.
My original plan for September only involved me (really) and I had not thought of the trouble it'd be for finding jobs for an Italian in Japan. oops, mi bado :( However, jobs arose for Italians in Italy and though it was a crazy time, we rejoiced as it opened a MANY doors. So... of course we wait. October is coming and I have two weeks. The tickets for me to leave Japan are super duper expensive and him flying here is possible and not 100% logical. Jobs. Bills. Life come into play. Soccer etc.... So, we wait. I've never been good with waiting. I don't even like waiting for the red man to turn green so I can cross the street. BUT the past year has been a waiting game. And as I continue to force things to go my way, things turn into blah and I often find myself starting all over.
I'm afraid to talk to some of my friends about stuff like this because (as my lovely Lydia said: We want you to be happy). So... thank you blog for not caring lol. I feel like I am disappointing them. Which means, I gotta stop complaining! sheesh.
The moral of this last complaint (hee) is that apparently waiting is STILL one of my weaknesses that I truly need to work on. Things have always worked out and will always work out.
Speaking of working out: I found a hair dresser. Or three...
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Just ran, so maybe I'll eat a tiny bit of my cake...ah home made cream cheese/brown sugar frosting mmm hmmm!
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