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2004-10-23 - 12:49 p.m. Yep, I was right. This week was the WORST I've had in a long ass time. One good thing, THE RED SOX ARE IN THE WORLD SERIES!!!! :) Ok, now for the bitch session... I definitely didn't do well on any of the tests I had this week. School can bite my ass. So after staying awake for pretty much 4 days straight, nothing good came of that. I hung out with Max Wednesday night to watch the game and it turns out that he's really good friends with a guy (Ryan) that was best friends with my old roomie. Kinda odd. Well, I guess Max and Ryan were talking and Max mentioned that he had met a girl and she was really cool, blah blah blah. So Ryan starts talking about this girl he likes that he's known for a long time, but she went to Boston, blah blah blah. Well as soon as he said Boston, Max asked what the girl's name was, and yeah.... me. So Ryan text messages me about the whole situation, all pissed off that I hung out with Max and accused me of "hooking up" with him and all this shit. WTF? I didn't know he liked me, I have seen him once in the past 2 years. So I called him back and kinda flipped out on him for being a jealous asshole for no reason. I was kinda mad at Max too because Ryan was there at his house the whole time and I had this mental picture of the two of them ganging up on me or something. Another example that this town is too freaking small. Everyone knows everyone. I haven't talked to either one of them in a few days. I think the lack of sleeping, eating and stress boiled over last night at work. I decided to get wasted, Michael and I did 3 Jager bombs in a row and I did 4 more with other people. In my drunken state I ask Michael how the "girl" is. Turns out things are getting more serious with them. She met the parents this weekend and they loved her. How fabulous. So I go to take out the garbage and had a total meltdown. I was a mess, sobbing uncontrollably. Damn alcohol. I guess Michael had followed me out because he knew something was wrong and witnessed the whole thing. He was being really sweet though and held me and let me bawl all over his shoulder. Which kinda made me cry harder because he was part of the problem, little did he know. He just thought I was stressed out with school and Adam. He kept saying that eveything was going to be ok (god I'm crying as I type this) and that I can always talk to him about anything. I really wanted to tell him that I am completely in love with him, but I knew better. He called me when I got home too to make sure I was alright. He again kept saying how he wants me to know that I can come to him about anything and how he'll always be there. I think now that I broke up with Adam, the Michael situation is getting significantly harder for me to handle. I just feel like everyone has someone, and I'm swimming in a constant sea of assholes. On a happy note, my mom is coming today! We're going to go out and have fun. I'm taking her to work too so she can meet everyone. Yeah, I should probably clean before she gets here.
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