Today totally blew the most a** of any day in Meg history. I even failed at typing my own name right there, if that gives you any hint of how sucky this day has been.
I guess I had better start at the beginning... Well, I had my first prom- being a junior in high school, my grandparents INSISTED that I go and attempt to have fun. So anyways, I went... In this hugely poofy blue strapless dress that made my boobies look like they were DD-cups, when I'm actually only a C.
Anyways, I saw a used-to-be-very-close friend there (with his girlfriend) and we started talking. I hadn't talked to this guy since September of '08, so yes. It was awkward. But I've been in love with this guy since June of '08, and I thought it would be good for me to start the friendship up again, seeing as how things were going sour with all of my other "friends."
So, we were talking. I got his number, so that after prom we could still talk and stuff. Well, I was really stressed on the Monday after prom so he drove me home from school because I wanted to talk to someone, and he was always a good listener. We were talking, and laughing, and tickling eachother, and ended up *yeah*.
And for the past three weeks, we've been hanging out like that. Not like THAT-that, but hanging out talking and making eachother laugh and stuff. The second consecutive week that we hung out, he told me that he was still in love with me, and had been for the past two years... I gave him a huge hug, and told him that he had no idea how happy that made me, and that I had been feeling the same way and was too afraid to tell him. So he told me that he was going to break up with his girlfriend. He did that this past Saturday, and told me that he would never, ever let me go again on Sunday- yesterday, actually.
Well, this morning, at 630 in the fxcking morning, I get a text message telling me that he can't live without her, and he still loves her, that he can't eat or sleep or anything because he feels so guilty for hurting her.
So I've deduced how I'm going to handle this, but I just need to vent. And what better place to vent, than on a blog that nobody ever reads anyways?
- Meggy [</3]]
I guess I had better start at the beginning... Well, I had my first prom- being a junior in high school, my grandparents INSISTED that I go and attempt to have fun. So anyways, I went... In this hugely poofy blue strapless dress that made my boobies look like they were DD-cups, when I'm actually only a C.
Anyways, I saw a used-to-be-very-close friend there (with his girlfriend) and we started talking. I hadn't talked to this guy since September of '08, so yes. It was awkward. But I've been in love with this guy since June of '08, and I thought it would be good for me to start the friendship up again, seeing as how things were going sour with all of my other "friends."
So, we were talking. I got his number, so that after prom we could still talk and stuff. Well, I was really stressed on the Monday after prom so he drove me home from school because I wanted to talk to someone, and he was always a good listener. We were talking, and laughing, and tickling eachother, and ended up *yeah*.
And for the past three weeks, we've been hanging out like that. Not like THAT-that, but hanging out talking and making eachother laugh and stuff. The second consecutive week that we hung out, he told me that he was still in love with me, and had been for the past two years... I gave him a huge hug, and told him that he had no idea how happy that made me, and that I had been feeling the same way and was too afraid to tell him. So he told me that he was going to break up with his girlfriend. He did that this past Saturday, and told me that he would never, ever let me go again on Sunday- yesterday, actually.
Well, this morning, at 630 in the fxcking morning, I get a text message telling me that he can't live without her, and he still loves her, that he can't eat or sleep or anything because he feels so guilty for hurting her.
So I've deduced how I'm going to handle this, but I just need to vent. And what better place to vent, than on a blog that nobody ever reads anyways?
- Meggy [</3]]
