Ambivalence FTF.
Titus: Heidi, Camille. Camille, Heidi.
Camille: I don't see anyone.
Titus: Oh, that's because I should be committed. You're not the real you either. You didn't know that?
Also, there's this girl that prank calls me every once in a while. I've spoken to her for real twice. I know her big sister (who is my sister's sister-in-law's friend
), who participates in the pranks on occasion (as with tonight). I don't get it. She never calls me for any other reason. Perhaps I'm just in her phone and when she gets bored....
Girl, if you want to do something from me, that's totally fine. If you hang out with me at least as many times as you hit me with crank calls, I could stand it. While I love being polite, I'm totally going to lose my $#!+ if you prank call me while I'm doing something worthwhile that requires both of my hands and some semblance of concentration again. Or I'll just ignore you. One of those.
Then again, my family says, "Oh, you're so girl stupid! She totally wants to be your friend, but she's afraid to ask!" To which I say, "Riiiiight. Girls who want to be friends call people and then ignore any genuine attempts at conversation." I've tried to be nice. Now I just want to make like a T-Rex and stomp on her house.
