Oh, lord. Life goes up and down and up and down and I just don't know which section of the curvy timeline I fit in at this point. Today, after months of contemplation, and forgiveness, and forgetting and remembering, I took the liberty of texting that old "friend" that I abruptly lost touch with. Disregarding our lack of contact with each other for obvious reasons (her being in a new relationship with a guy) I thought that I would text her. In the nicest of tones, with the most harmless intentions, I texted her with a simple, "I just wanted to say hey and hope all is well." Her response, "y r u texting me." Having read that response, it was quite clear that her lack of proper grammar was enough of a problem to disway me from even getting upset about the comment in itself. I mean. Christ. This bitch asks me why I am texting her?

Okay, Okay...It hurt. I felt the little "ouch" of rejection; I can't deny it. But, above all, that comment made it plain to see; not only have I lost my attraction to her because of the extreme rudeness of the comment made, the grammatical error also added to the diminishing of what I used to feel was an intellectual attraction. But, Buttttt there is one more thing that added to the hilarity of this entire situation. Below the text was one of those fabulous 'signature icons' that some people use to leave their name, or something of that affect below each and every text they send to others. Hers was one of these "<3" guys. The most sincere and beautiful symbols known to man, used as a way to show your love for another. What?? Whatttt? Who is this girl. If my memory serves me correct, she was never one of those girls. In fact, she made fun of those lame little OmGzZzzz girls that use abbreviations and symbols like that.

Oh, life. It's a funny place with funny people. Today turned out to be a funny day. Because, at some point in life...after all the mourning over lost love and all of unanswered questions are still laying around unawswered, you take chances. Today, I took my chance in speaking again with the one I once felt fire inside for. Yet, that fire was put out by a bucket of laugh water. And now I sit here giggling and knowing that what I really thought was left between her and I was nothing at all and that if I find that there is some miraculous chance that she texts me and surprises me with impeccable grammar, my thoughts may change. Now; I'm just laughing....so good.