WTF?

.Friday, 10:08 pm
Listening to: "Hey Man, Nice Shot" by Filter, "Harm, Less" by Summer Blanket, "Lullaby" by The Cure
 

Shopping for a messenger bag on Etsy… Think I finally found one that I like for a decent price. *buying* Seems I might have to add in my own pockets. Shouldn’t be too hard.

I  know I say this pretty much every time I write in here, but I’m bummed right now. Gotten back into the habit of getting down on myself these past couple of days.

I shouldn’t have gone to that house party w/Anthony last night & gotten drunk. I shouldn’t party at all w/Anthony anymore. First of all, he won’t leave me alone about taking shots of tequila w/him until I do. I winded up pretty drunk. Then he hits on me (in front of Shaun, no less). Last night he kept putting his arm around me & leaning into me. Last night I was leaning past him to hand someone my lighter & he just randomly leans over & kisses me on the forehead. Also, he kept touching my hair when he had his arm around me. I could see Shaun glaring at us from across the room. It’s awkward b/c, though I do find Anthony VERY attractive, I see him as just my friend. I’m a little nervous about the fact that he gets me hammered & then hits on me to try to get me to cheat on my boyfriend. He’s also the type that, if I brought it up to him, would only make fun of me.

Other times he’s just said shit to me even when we’re both sober. A couple of months ago, he told me, "Bridget, I think you’re the only girl that I could fall in love w/based solely on your personality." WTF is that about?

Anyway, around 1am, I realized that Anthony, my ride home, was well on his way to being trashed. I also had a splitting headache from all the alcohol. I called Rebecca so she came & picked me up. Came upstairs to my place & would not stop whining about this guy. She was just being really obsessive about the whole thing.. "Do you think he really likes me or is he just trying to get into my pants?" I told her that I don’t even know the fucking guy so I didn’t know. She still went on & on about it until I was ready to scream at her. In the end, I snuck off to bed & was quite relieved that she wasn’t still here this morning.

I’m supposed to head down to Anthony’s to give Justin this choker he asked me to make for him. I know they’ll try to sucker me into hanging out… just really in the mood to be alone. Maybe kick back later & watch "The Stepfather".

Hmmm.. I don’t know what to say anymore.

Peace.