SimplyStrange
January 9th, 2002, 07:20 PM
Ok, here's the story with me boyfriend...well, ex I guess you could say now...
Remember my story awhile ago? Ok, well if you don't, here it is from the beginning.
On the last day of school before break, my boyfriend told me that he was running away to California. We spent all night on the phone, and the next day I went on vacation for nine days...
Well, I got back on the 30th and couldn't get ahold of him, and finally I get ahold of him on the 31st: the day he was supposed to run away. Well we talk for fifteen minutes, though we didn't mention the running away, and he asks, "Can I call you back?"....but he never did. So I spent awhile all bummed and boowoohoo because I thought he had run away, because that was his original plan...
Well, on Saturday, I found out that he didn't run away. He's still here in Tucson. So I call him on Sunday, and his mom says he's busy and that he'll call me back. Needless to say, he never did. And he's not going to my school anymore, he's going to some charter school.
Well, yesterday I found that when I was on vacation, my boyfriend went over to my friend's house...and told her that he and I were no longer dating... (funny that I knew about it first, huh?)
That's not the worst part.
He and my friend were at a party and my boyfriend wanted to make out with some chick or something like that, and my friend kept trying to tell him that he had a girlfriend...apparently, he forget he was my boyfriend and even who I was! (that's what drugs'll do to ya' :rolleyes: ) So he went off with her anyway!! My friend didn't see where they went or what they did...but we're assuming the worse...so apparently, he cheated on me too!!
So my plan was to call him and not bitch at him, but get it all from him...
*sigh* And considering the circumstances, I was in a surprisingly good mood today, even though I found all this out yesterday. I guess I figure that I'm going to have to get over it anyway...and I kind of already am...I dunno, it's not that I don't care or anything, because I really cared about him. I can't really explain it...why I am getting over it. But hey. I don't hate him. I don't hate him at all. I'm just pissed and hurt, that's all. And I know that eventually when I think of him, I'm not going to think of that jerk who hurt me...I'm going to remember that cool guy who gave me a great relationship...and who made me really happy. I just want to call him. I want to talk to him one last time. You know, get some closure...and there's some things I want to say.
I'll get over it...I know I will. I'm some day I'm going to be able to look back and say "hey, I dated that guy" :D
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Remember my story awhile ago? Ok, well if you don't, here it is from the beginning.
On the last day of school before break, my boyfriend told me that he was running away to California. We spent all night on the phone, and the next day I went on vacation for nine days...
Well, I got back on the 30th and couldn't get ahold of him, and finally I get ahold of him on the 31st: the day he was supposed to run away. Well we talk for fifteen minutes, though we didn't mention the running away, and he asks, "Can I call you back?"....but he never did. So I spent awhile all bummed and boowoohoo because I thought he had run away, because that was his original plan...
Well, on Saturday, I found out that he didn't run away. He's still here in Tucson. So I call him on Sunday, and his mom says he's busy and that he'll call me back. Needless to say, he never did. And he's not going to my school anymore, he's going to some charter school.
Well, yesterday I found that when I was on vacation, my boyfriend went over to my friend's house...and told her that he and I were no longer dating... (funny that I knew about it first, huh?)
That's not the worst part.
He and my friend were at a party and my boyfriend wanted to make out with some chick or something like that, and my friend kept trying to tell him that he had a girlfriend...apparently, he forget he was my boyfriend and even who I was! (that's what drugs'll do to ya' :rolleyes: ) So he went off with her anyway!! My friend didn't see where they went or what they did...but we're assuming the worse...so apparently, he cheated on me too!!
So my plan was to call him and not bitch at him, but get it all from him...
*sigh* And considering the circumstances, I was in a surprisingly good mood today, even though I found all this out yesterday. I guess I figure that I'm going to have to get over it anyway...and I kind of already am...I dunno, it's not that I don't care or anything, because I really cared about him. I can't really explain it...why I am getting over it. But hey. I don't hate him. I don't hate him at all. I'm just pissed and hurt, that's all. And I know that eventually when I think of him, I'm not going to think of that jerk who hurt me...I'm going to remember that cool guy who gave me a great relationship...and who made me really happy. I just want to call him. I want to talk to him one last time. You know, get some closure...and there's some things I want to say.
I'll get over it...I know I will. I'm some day I'm going to be able to look back and say "hey, I dated that guy" :D
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