Un-fucking-believable!
Un-fucking-believable. I just called his home and she answered the phone. WTF?
A description of what it is like to be me. In my head...in my world...what I think...what I do...how i poo...but never why...and never about pie...
Un-fucking-believable. I just called his home and she answered the phone. WTF?
I got this idea from a fellow blogger:
I wonder if this is salvagable. I wonder if there is a chance to forgive & forget all that has transpired. My soul has been thru a myriad plethura of highly emotional and potentially damaging situations that could impact the whole stae of affairs between him & I. I am sitting here pondering it all and wondering what is to become of the future. Up to this point I have believed that "this too shall pass" and sort of been waiting on the sidelines to see what will happen. In the meantime, telling myself - just ignore it and it will eventually work itself out and she will fade away and he will profess his undying desire to be with me - b/c this is of course what he wanted all along. And I am then - what - waiting there with open arms? I feel as if I have already forgiven so much and somewhat sacrificed myself in doing so. Do you ever get that feeling that somewhere along the way, in between all the car crashes and the late nite phone calls and consoling and overall self-proclaimed happiness that you've diluted yourself into believing in, that maybe you've somehow lost yourself in the process? I have always wanted to believe in "happily ever after" and in one true love for everyone - but how do you rekindle those first feelings of excitement of something new when it isn't new at all - it's just only begun. And has it began? I have returned to that all too familiar place of confusion and frustration and I don't know what to make of it all. We are going to Destin for labor day weekend and I have invited RAS to come with. He has accepted. He has told me that she is gone. That she is officially gone. But he has said she was gone before and it has turned out to be false. How do I believe what someone says when they have lied to me over & over again? I truly want to believe his words...I do, but how? How am I suppossed to not think that every word out of his mouth is a fabrication to paint himself in a more desirable light? But then I think about his actions towards me, even when she was around. Can a person change? He has been in a emotionally abusive relationship for 4(ish?) years. He has supposedly been trying to break up with this psycho for at least a year now. He even told me once that the reason he invited MJ( MJ is the girl he broke up with right before we re-connected) to move in with him was to get rid of "her". I just don't know what to think anymore and Destin is coming up soon. Every time I talk to him lately - its like I just want to know what's going on with her b/c I don't trust him to confess to me the truth. And I realize that this whole time he has been trying to keep me out of the loop b/c he feels like there is certain information that I don't need to know. Well I agree -there is alot I wish I didn't know - but on the other hand he sits there and calls me everytime shit goes bad with her. WTF? MIXED SIGNALS anyone? No wonder I'm so fucked in the head!
Butch Walker is playing a "secret show" tonite at the Loft. I have to go. I love him. BUT my bro came into town last nite from NJ and I will only get to spend time with him TONITE. ARGH! What to do, what to do...the decision SEEMS obvious, but, but, but BUTCH! UGH. Also, Homeroom is playing tonite at 10 High and my roomie wants me to go with her so she can flirt with the guitarist Kenneth. ARGH! WHY ALL ON THE SAME NITE?!
So I decided that we needed a small size drink fridge for our front porch - you know for drinks and beer and such so we won't have to travel all the way to the actual fridge in the kitchen every time an icy cold adult beverage is required... So I found one on craigslist for $50. I walked up to the ATM machine in the highlands to retrieve the $50 for said fridge and apparently must have walked away without taking my receipt or card back. I got the $ - but forgot everything else. Now, I NEVER do things like this - STUPID things like leaving my card IN the ATM? It doesn't make sense. I realized it about 2 hrs later when i was digging my money out of my pocket to go pick up the fridge. I started FLIPPING out. No, I COULDN'T have left my card IN the ATM!? Could I? Wait, let's re-trace my steps...We (my roomie, her dog mocha & I) sauntered up to the ATM being obnoxious and talkin smack to one another about nothing inparticular - mainly how her punani stinks. :) And I got money out - and we walked back to our house. Surely I retrieved my ATM card? I mean - the machine would have beeped incessantly at me had I not - correct? Is my mind that pre-occupied to allow me to neglect such an important object? This is not good. This is not healthy. I need less distraction. So When I realized it HOURS later - I wigged out - drove up to the ATM - picked up my fridge - drove home - walked back up to the ATM looking along the ground the entire eay - HOPING it had just fallen out of my shorts and I would spot it in the moonlight. No such luck. I studied the ground some more on the way home - but to no avail. So I got home and brought the fridge up the front stairs (BY MYSELF - i would like to add) "strong like bull" and called to cancel the card. I can't believe what a moron I am - I kept cussing at myself and yelling about how stupid I am (to myself - my roomie wasn't there at the time) and I threw my phone on my bed (not hard) it sort of bounced off and landed on the floor- but not very hard at all - but when I retrieved it - the lcd screen had went black. I couldn't see anything. NOTHING. So now my stupid phone is broke. It SOMETIMES will make outgoing calls and sometimes receive them - but not 100% - so I have to go today to A) the bank to get an atm card for the time being and 2) verizon so I can get my phone fixed - which will porobably cost me some moola. yuck. I also have to get gas - at $2.60 a gallon thats another $40 sucked out of my funds! ARGH! STUPID IRANIANS!
OMG.
I got my own message board! I started the first one for anyone who likes to bitch about whatever. Rant and rave about the bitch who cut u off in traffic this morning, the guy at the grocery store who is in the u-scan-it line with a full cart full of crap, or the friggin lottery ticket buyers at the gas station! ARGH!
Hello World. It's been awhile. The reason being is I just haven't felt up to sharing my thoughts or opinions on anything much lately. I do have alot I could go on about though. Where to begin is the hard part. Maybe I can back track and post in the past? Ah, who cares. I'll start with whats in my head right now. I have not spoken to RAS in 3 weeks and 2 days now and I miss him like crazy. I know why we aren't speaking but it still has been hard as hell. I know he will call when the timing is right, but damn, in the meantime seems like it could go on forever. I can't stop thinking about him. I mean, I keep plently busy and have been going out a ton - seeing my friends bands play and such - generally I have been in a pretty good mood...on the surface anyway. The whole situation is eating me up inside and I don't want to talk about it with anyone so please don't ask - I just need to vent about it somewhere and haven't had the time or energy to do so.