Thursday, February 24, 2005 :::
I was bored... and it occurred to me that mr. justin (who had my vote) is just too busy.
so that was that.
I went by the hospital to shoot the bull w/ lus for a bit.
about 0030 I went up to HC4 to chill w/ my sis & her crew.
I stayed 'till ~ 0330.
lol
I had a really good time.
I hadn't intended on really eating anything, but I ended up having a slice of german chocolate cake, gummy bears, lots of coffee, girl scout cookies, onion rings, half a burger, and a strawberry milkshake.
I'm such a glutton.
*shaking head*
my sis & my friend marleen are supposed to come over in the morning to watch the boondock saints.
I dunno if they'll like it, since they're kinda "proper" and um... there's a lot of cussing in the movie.
So I got home about half an hour ago... and it looks like doke's already started packing.
his poster and picture that he kept in the living room are both taken down.
it looks weird.
I was kinda hard on him earlier... but it's complicated.
I've come to be kinda resentful of him... at first I was grateful, since I probably wouldn't have survived the break up if not for him... but... I was damaged goods, ya know? I really didn't care. what kind of guy would date someone who has no reason to get out of bed everyday, aside to consume large amounts of alcohol? someone who is constantly crying over someone else, and spends every waking moment wishing things were different?
The more I think about it, the more angry I get.
So I try not to focus on it.
Only... that's not the only run in my pantyhose.
there's also the way he treats my friends, among other things. He just barely tolerates them... and tends to give the guys the stink eye.
When he moved in I promised him I wouldn't bring any guys (that I'm interested in, not my friends) over if he did the dishes, cleaned up around the apt, and took out the garbage. At the time I thought he was getting the short end of the stick.
*sigh*
I dunno. I know it's not my place to judge.... lord knows most days I'm still hung up on david.
just some days I'm not. Some days I'm happy with who I am and I just wanna sit at home and shoot the bull about how my day went and who I'm thinking about.
I guess I just don't understand how this all happened.
I remember I used to think he was a nice enough guy and a good friend.
and now?
*sigh*
now I'm looking for a new roommate.
*sigh*
and before you go forming opinions, keep in mind this is only my side of the story.
and a very censored version, at that.
::: posted by tinafish at 3:57 AM :::