The Calm.

Nothing really very new on the Master and I front, I’m sad to say.

Weeks ago He promised that after He named me He had “a plan” that involved two other facets.

Of course, He hasn’t done a damned other thing. He says He’s busy.

That’s fine. He’s getting ready for school, so am I. Just forget it, right? Like all the other times W/we tried this. Oh well, W/we’ll see what happens; I’m trying to stay optimistic.

Honestly I’m probably too stressed out trying to keep my life from falling apart to be a proper slave anyway. At least, I have to believe that because once again He has pushed me off to the side and let O/our dynamic disappear. Even for a few days, a week, that’s damaging. I’ll adjust eventually I suppose.

I really am freaking out a bit about my preperation for Uni. Testing into German, figuring out where I’m living, how/when I’m moving down…oh, and not to mention that I was told to “get the fuck out” of my grandparents where I was staying for the summer, and all my stuff is still there. And what for, you ask? I made myself lunch – out of ingredients I had purchased myself – and did not make any for my grandmother. She didn’t ask. So she threw me out.

I freaking LOVE my life.

Not.

Not to mention that I’m also like four days late. Which is not my normal amount of irregular, and has me on no end of edge and pissy.

~ by beauteousthrall on August 17, 2009.