Don't you hate it when...

Okay so a couple weeks ago (maybe longer, I'm not good at remembering these things) I began talking to an ex of mine from high school. I said I would never do that and I literally hated could not stand him for a long time. I hadn't actually talked to him in nearly 4 years. The fact that he moved away for a while helped that. But I digress...

From now on he will be referred to as X (how clever right). Anyway, X and I got back in contact through facebook and have been talking since then. He recently left town for a little while and the day before he was supposed to leave he tells me he has to talk to me about some stuff but is going to wait until he comes back from his vacation. That is another 12 days from now. Dont you hate that? Now Im gonna be wondering more than Ye over here everyday, lol.

Ill admit I did that to him once before but thats because I wanted to talk and he was tired then he got up and I was tired. I told him the next day though. Not 14 days later. Thats bullshit if I ever heard it.

And yet again...

I may have fucked up. The weird thing about this time though is that I wasnt trying to. And on top of that I'm actually worried about it. I kinda want this to not spiral downwards...atleast not as quickly as it did last time.