04/24/2012

What a messed up day… First my cell phone issues, and then guess who? you guessed it… MORE AMANDA PROBLEMS..
I woke up today around 8am, and got myself around. I didn’t eat breakfast, because I was kind of nervous about this whole cell phone thing. I packed a bag of cloths to take with me so I could change at levels. Then I got in some nice cloths so I at least looked presentable when I was trying to preach my case about my cell phone. The whole ride up there I was planning on what to say when I got there. So I wouldn’t miss a beat if they had any questions about the cell phone. I got there and had to wait about 10 minutes to get someone to take care of me. When the lady asked me what was going on, I told her that my phone just stopped working. She then kinda snagged my phone away from me in a rude way, and tried to turn it on. ( i knew it wasn’t going to. Not only was it not charged, but the damn thing was floating in a washer about 36 hours prior ) She looked at the headphone jack and goes. " Sir, can you look in this hole and tell me what color you see?" So i did, and said red. She told me that was the water damage indicator. Then I guess there is one under the outlet jack as well. I then told her the whole story, and that I wasn’t trying to cheat them in anyway. I was only trying to see what my options were. She walked me over to her computer and started rambling off options. I remind you I didn’t have insurance.
Option one: Get my phone to turn on, and then purchase insurance, Wait 10 days, then make a claim, pay a $100 diductable, wait 4 to 5 days for all the shipping to take place. Receive my new Iphone.

Option two: Purchase a new phone at retail price ( $700 ) uhh… no thank you…

Option three: Add a second line under a new two year contract ( without the unlimited data) pay $299 for the new Iphone. Then have one line on my bill that I don’t use, and one that I do. Pay about $60 more a month just to get my phone back. Umm… NO…

Option four: Walk away….. because I cannot afford to do any of that.

I kid you not, I usually get pissed off and let them know how crappy of a business they are and how terrible they treat their customers. Something inside of me just kinda smiled. I told the lady thank you for her time, and that I just couldn’t afford any of the options she gave me. I also told her that I would just have to try and find a used phone online or something of the sort ( Since she didn’t offer this lol ) 

I then drove to the best buy down the road, and asked to speak to their cell phone Adviser. Sure enough it was someone I knew. We went to High school together, although he was about two years younger then me. He was someone who wasn’t very popular, and people liked to pick on him. I however treated him with respect and from time to time defended him. Don’t let me fool you though, this guy certainly could hold his own, because he is a big guy. However, People certainly liked to out cast him. We shook hands and I told him everything that happened. He told me he couldn’t believe that they wouldn’t work with me on anything and get me a phone since I do pay almost $80 a month for my coverage. He got on the phone with Verizon, and started asking all these questions. All the while he was working on my water damaged phone and was seeing what all he could do with that. He ended up getting Verizon ( cooperate ) to offer me a one year extension on my plan and I could get an Iphone at $400. So it was a $300 discount, and all I had to do was sign on for another year. That is just it, everyone around here has Verizon, and it is the only carrier that has a decent signal around here. I got to put it on my best buy credit card with 18 months 0% APR., How could I say no? The guy also threw in a waterproof case for my phone, that costed damn near $100. I was so pleased with him I could have kissed him  ( no homo ) 
So now I have my phone again, and It has been great getting to re-put all my contacts in again lol.

I got home, and Texted Amanda. I just asked how her last week has been going. She took awhile to respond, but she finally responded and said that it was all fine. I then asked her how her day was. She didn’t respond for nearly and hour. Then she told me that she didn’t work today, and that she didn’t even have class today. That she had went tanning, and sat around her apartment. ( my god she looks so good tan ) somehow we ended up talking about how she thinks I am too emotional… which yes I am… we all know that. However. I have been doing a lot better with "manning up" and "growing a pair" I got tired of texting though, and decided to take a chance and call her. She answered. We talked for nearly 2 and a half hours about anything and everything. We both cried a little bit at a few points we made. We both laughed, we  both got a little frustrated. She told me about the 5 guys she texts. I told her about the two who text me from time to time, and that they are NOTHING serious at all. We talked about how I have been thinking about joining the military when I hit my goal weight. She didn’t like that idea at all. We talked about how I have school all scheduled for the fall and that My classes will all be good. Then we talked about something we NEVER used to talk about. The whole sex thing. She was telling me that part of her wanted to go out and just say screw morals, and that she wanted to have a good time. My heart sank so much when she said that. I want nothing like that! However, I did tell her if that is what she wants then she should go do it. But I didn’t want to hear from her when they ruin her, or she gets a STD or whatever. I don’t want to say I told you so to her at all. The last thing on this earth I want, is for her to get hurt like that. She assured me she was only talking irrational, and that she couldn’t and wouldn’t do that again. Part of me believes her. We left a lot of emotions on the table tonight though. I told her about how I was down 78 lbs, and that I was wearing my new American Eagle long sleeve shirt. And how if she could see me now in person, that she would not have the will power to fight her love for me. Reluctantly she agreed with me. We ended up hanging up because she was needing to use the rest room. So I went to the bathroom and took a picture of myself with the shirt and my nice khaki shorts on and sent it to her. She then told me how handsome I was looking, and that it was very tempting to just let me come over. I don’t want just sex though. I want her for the rest of my life. I was getting her to open up though for a change so I was playing into what she was saying and getting more out of her. The flirting began again, and we kinda were doing a little bit of playful hazing. It was getting a little much then It should have, and right then she told me she had to get to sleep. and without a warning she was gone. What d

o you say when someone does that? I don’t think she was leading me on, I think she just got worried because she was showing emotions to me, and that she was looking weak. Part of me feels good about the situation because I know she is noticing my weight loss, and she is finding herself attracted to me again. Yet part of me knows all the times she told me that it would never work because of her parents. Why do I have to be a damn fool?

Everyone who has ever took the time to read my entries knows how much I care for this women. They know All i ever do is talk about her. All I ever do is praise this girl about how wonderful she is. Tonight I seen a side of her that scares me. Could she talk to these other guys like she was with me tonight? Does she hide her emotions from the other guys like she does me? I just don’t understand why she is doing this to me. I’m a good man, with a good heart. I have great intentions, and goals. I want nothing more then to make her the happiest girl in the world. Why wont she let me? I had to text my best friend tim, and tell him what she did to me. his only response: "F*&%#^$ Women!" This world can seem so cold and grey, as fast as a blink of an eye. Part of me wishes I would have never woke up that night I took all those pills. This all seems so much to handle anymore.

Adam