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Well...I'm lost

I thought this was supposed to be SPRING Break. Spring. Why is it snowing? I think our weathermen are full of crap.

Anyway... We finally celebrated Dad's 50th B-day. I won't bore you with that description because you can click on almost any link and read about it there. But after the party, we went to Amber's house for a movie night. This was Diego's dream, to pile onto a futon full of girls and Jason. Weird, I know, but still pretty funny. Sorry you missed it Diego. The movie night was more of a talking night and I have no idea what those two movies were about. I'm sure they weren't all that interesting anyway.

But there was one great mystery. Ethan, who is now supposed to be my friend, wanted absolutely nothing to do with the fun. And I ask, is it really my fault that the kid is mad at me? And really, why IS he mad at me? I've been trying to talk to him, to not seem like I'm mad or anything. But I think it's about time that I give up. This is a two-way thing, I can't do it all by myself. I'm tired of being ignored and avoided. So if you want to make yourself miserable by insisting on being mad at me, fine. I don't care anymore. If you want to fix this, fix it, but I'm not taking responsibility anymore!

Please, someone help me clear up this mystery!

So Jason and I are coming back from taking Amber home and I'm looking at the tracks in the snow on the road. And I happened to notice some really fresh looking ones leading from Spring Creek road to our road. We pull up to the mailbox and sure enough, there's a foreign looking car in the driveway. I hope I don't sound angry, because this was more of a suprise. Not a pleasant one, but still a surprise. When I get inside, Ethan is sitting on my couch. Doesn't look up when I walk into my own house or even acknowledge that I'm home. Starts up a nice little chat with Jason, sure. But I'm beginning to wonder if maybe I'm invisible or something. So I sat down to watch the TV. And the next time I look up, he's asleep on the couch. And I wonder, was it really necessary to come all the way to my house, in a snowstorm, I might add, just to fall asleep on my couch? I'm extremely perplexed. We get around to playing a round of cards (that's cool--get Around to playing A Round--ha ha ha, I surprise even myself sometimes) and we start up the "ignore and avoid Caitlin" game again. In my own house! I'm not mad right now, but I'm sooo confused. He leaves without so much as a glance in my direction. So you tell me--Is it my fault this relationship is completely gone? Really? Come on.

posted by Caity @ 11:04 AM