arrogance

I want to dread my hair. Just thought I’d throw that out there as a “first of all” sorta thing. *laugh* The problem is, the only person I know who’d have the patience to sit and dread someone’s hair and take the time to make sure it was done RIGHT and looked nice is… well… me. And it’s pretty much impossible to do yourself. This is something I’ve been toying with for quite a long while, but there’s that whole issue of who would even bother? I could let it naturally dread by not combing/not conditioning it. The only problem then with that is that (a) it takes a long time before it even looks like dreads, and (b) you have no control whatsoever of the placement or size of your dreads. Gah. Moving on.

I should probably explain what prompted my lovely valentine’s day entry. The first logical question is, Which ex was it this time. I sure do seem to have an awful lot of them, don’t I? Gah, don’t remind me. So anyways. This time it was Johnny. Gimme a sec, I’m gonna pull up an old entry to refresh. (I like how I tell you to hold on. it’s gonna take me longer to do this than it’s going to take you to read it. *shrugs*. Ah okay. Took me awhile because it was stuck in all the NoJoMo entries.

Last Paragraph. Except. Well in actuality I never really said yes. I told him that I wouldn’t answer him until I saw him. And when I saw him again, he didn’t ask again, so I didn’t say anything. He also inspired This Entry which I never explained, which is why I never talked about anything ELSE that happened.

The condensed version is this: When I came home for winter break, we hung out, and I guess basically acted like we were dating. He, however, lived with his ex-fiancee, Jess. Not even a week after I’d come home (which by this point he thought we’d been “together” for a month or more), he told me that he was breaking up with me. Which I was like, okay, didn’t know we were together, but okay. The reason he gave was that he didn’t care about me as much as I cared about him. I kind of brushed it off saying that we weren’t ever more than really good friends anyway. I was kind of hurt by it though, because I kind of went out on a limb considering giving him a chance anyway when pretty much everyone was telling me I shouldn’t. But, I told him, since we’re friends we could still hang out and stuff, because I liked spending time with him. He was like, “yea, okay, we can do that.” And then he disappeared off the face of the earth.

I appear to be talented at chasing boys off the face of the earth. Ha.

So I hear from him again on Valentine’s day, for the first time in a month and a half. He’s complaining about being single, but then also confesses to me the REAL reason he broke up with me. Jess wanted to get back together with him. And the reason he never called me to hang out was because he was afraid if he did, he’d end up cheating on her, with me. I told him that if he was worried about that, maybe he had to think about how much he really cared about her anyway. He said he knew, and that’s why he ended up breaking up with her and moving out of their apartment.

Marvellous. So that’s when he practically begs me to forgive him, to take him back… AGAIN. Short of saying hell no, I told him that there was no way I could trust him after what he did, and questioned him whether he really wanted to be with me or if he just didn’t want to be alone. Which he responded to with a lot of sexual innuendo.

I was so frustrated and upset by it, that I ended up crying to Chris (the new guy i’ve been seeing) all night long.

I guess that wasn’t really the condensed version, was it? Ah well.

The other day, I found an old friend from high school on myspace. I dated him briefly when I was thirteen, but other than that, he was just a friend. In fact, he was a mutal friend of me and Johnny. But since I found him, I friended him. He confirmed my request, but not before sending me a message, just so you know, i’m married now. I couldn’t help but think… what the hell is that supposed to mean?

So I sent him a message back saying, “yea, i already know. johnny told me that awhile ago.” and he says, good just wanted to let you know and dont try anything b/c of what we did last time and i want to keep thinks rite between me and my wife .

Say what?? I haven’t even talked to this kid since we graduated, let alone see him or do anything else with him… who the hell does he think he is, thinking that I’m sitting here pining away for him? How fucking arrogant can you get?

I scared my sister sooo bad today. We were watching The Grudge 2 and it freaked her out to the point where she didn’t watch the end of it. So while she was in her bedroom, i started up the stairs. When i was sure she could hear me, i made the gurgly sound that the chick in the movie makes, and she FREAKED it was so hilarious, i couldn’t stop laughing for like fifteen minutes. I’m sure its that kind of thing that’s someday gonna get me strangled in my sleep by some vengeful spirit, but I don’t care who y’are, that’s funny right there.

If you read that all… god bless you. Seriously.