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Saturday, May 03, 2008

  • Eh.

    Ugh. I'm on a two day streak of not sleeping well. Yesterday I slept for two hours and I just slept for another 2. I cant get back to sleep. I dont know what's wrong. I just sat straight up and looked at the clock, heart beating a mile a minute and was awake. I dont know what I dreamt, which is strange. I did wake up thinking of Paul.

    I tried starting that not talking to him thing but it's really hard with seeing him online all the time. I attempted starting on thurs but logged onto MSN. He did message me and say he was coming home and RPing with me. For some reason that didnt settle right with me so I made plans to go out for coffee instead. Yesterday, again, I saw him online and just didnt say anything. He didnt say anything to me either and that was kind of heart wrenching.  Nothing on MSN, nothing in the chat room that we go to. I know he saw me. I just pretended not to see him because he wasnt under his normal name. He brought one on that I'd know, I ignored it and eventually logged out. Saw him on MSN on his phone before I went out last night and he changed his name to "I'm on my cell, at least give me a few seconds to respond!" or something like that. So I know he's on there talking to people that arent me. He still didnt say anything. I just feel like our.. whatever it is.. is lost. We were supposed to be causally dating or something.. but I was the only one -talking- since sunday. Whatever. I guess today is a new day. Just a new, tired, sleepless day.

    I wish someone would just take my heart because I dont want it anymore.

Friday, May 02, 2008

  • Wow.

    It's been a while, hasnt it? Let's see, let's see. What's been happening? The whole depression with John thing? Over. He's now merely an irritating thought in the back of my mind. Really, he has nothing to do with my world and that's just fine with me. I did talk to him over the internet a few weeks ago and that was fine. That was the only time I'd heard from him since my last blog so whatever. I'm pretty sure he only got a hold of me because he saw me with a guy. Prolly when I was being picked up and hugged, since that's the only moment we had outside that would have brought up a thought of me actually being with someone else, anyways.

    I ended up hooking up with an awesome guy for a little over a month. Shit went down way too fast for us and he ended it.. which was kind of bogus, because I made an attempt at ending it in the beginning for the same reason and  he said not to second guess myself and blah blah blah. That's fine. We're trying to be friends but I dont know how well that's working. I think I get way too attached way too fast. I know I wasnt ready to date anyone so soon after John, I was still really fucked over that shit so my breakup with Paul isnt going over well. I'm extremely jealous and my feelings get hurt way too easily over jokey things that we always say. I've decided to back the fuck off for a minute. I'd ended up calling him drunk off my face one night to scream and cry at him, big mistake. I'm fairly sure it caused a lot of damage to something that was already broken. I took a day off to not talk to him and apologized the day after. Even though we're supposedly cool, I dont think we are. It feels like I'm the only one putting effort into actually talking, so I'm taking a step back, not gonna call him or text him for a while and we'll just see how broken our friendship is. If he doesnt attempt talking to me in the next few days on his own accord, then I'm just wasting my time. I really wish we'd both waited after our breakups to get together. We really -do- make an awesome couple, we both agree on that much.

    Work has been awesome these past few weeks. One guy that was bugging the shit out of me moved so the nights are quiet again. I have my partner in crime back and all is well. Nothing there is really bothering me at all. It's nice to just go to work and work.

    My social life has been a little bit lacking lately. I stepped off the path for a few weeks when I was going out with Paul, just because I wanted to see him/talk to him/bone all the time. I guess I'm going to have to get back into the groove of things.. and stop being so ridiculous when it comes to guys.

    I dont really have much else to say for now.. so yeah. I'll post back later when I think of things.

Friday, February 08, 2008

  • Breakup hell.

    Okay, so since I've last blogged John dumped me. My entire world has been underwater and I just dont know what I'm doing anymore. I feel like I'm drowning. It's been almost three months. A few days after our three month break up will be valentine's day and the three year anniversary of when we first met/started talking. Is it bad that I remember these things? It's just me torchering myself isnt it? So anyways, I have only seen him once since everything went down. He's called probably less than a handful of times, I have called less than a handful of times. I feel so rejected. How could he spend everyday with me for two years to never wanting to see me and never want to hear from me? Am I really that easy to throw aside? How can it he can get over me so easily when I still suffer? When I still cry almost everyday? Why does he mention that fucking.. bitch.. -every- time he talks to me? Is he trying to give me a hint that I should forget about him? Try to make me jealous? Make me suffer more? WHAT? Why do I do this shit to myself? Why is it so easy for some people to fall out of love when I am trying -so hard- to be okay with this? I really am trying so fucking hard. I have some good days. I have good days where he's just a thought in the back of my mind. I have days where I feel like everything is going to be fine.. but they're followed by the worst days. Days of sobbing and fucking, stupid ass thoughts of suicide because I feel like I'll never be able to love anyone else. That my entire life is over without him. I just dont know. The bad days outweigh the good days. I fall apart and call him (today it'd been two weeks since I've heard from him) but I never cry. I just get babbly. I dont beg for him to come back. I just want to hear from him, you know? I wish I could ask him if he was dating the other girl, but I know better than that. I wish this were one of those -so common- breakups where I could call and ask for a fucking booty call or whatever, but it isnt. He just wants nothing to do with me. The last time he called me it was to see where I've been hanging out because he was going out with -her- and didnt want to run into me. What the hell? What have I done to be treated like this? What have I done to have him treat me like the fucking plague? All I have ever done is love him. All I ever wanted back was his love. HOW CAN I STOP LOVING HIM? HOW CAN I STOP THIS PAIN?

Monday, September 24, 2007


  • John's parents came to visit from Illinois this weekend. I was pretty nervous, considering this was my first time meeting them. It really wasn't bad at all. They were both really nice and John's dad is hilarious. He told me a lot of funny stories about when John was younger. John's mom was really sweet and kind.
    The first night they came into town they stopped by the apartment and we just hung out and ordered pizza. My mom came over with cheesecake and donuts. I thought that was really nice, I was happy to have her there, considering my nervousness and all. They talked a lot, I mostly just listened. They went back to the hotel around 1am, I think.
    The next day they picked us up and we hit the casino and buffet, stopped at some hilltop restaurant to get in the view of the area, went to pumpkinville and drove through allegany state park. After a nap, they came back to the apartment and my mom started to deliver mass amounts of food and stopped in with Raina because John's mom really wanted to meet her. We just relaxed and talked and told stories. Raina wanted to leave so my mom took her home. My dad stopped by, which surprised me, but made me really happy. Him and John's dad talked for a long time and joked around. It was really pleasant. John's dad had my dad laughing so hard he was coughing his brains out. It was fun. After a while, my dad left and John's mom had presents brought up to the house and a huge box of jewelry and had me pick some stuff out. I felt kind of bad about that, I didnt feel comfortable taking her stuff, you know? She insisted that I take something so I'd have something to remember her by. I couldn't decide on anything so she left the box at the apartment so I could pick something.
    They left the next day but stopped back over for coffee and mountain dew in the morning. We just talked and I picked out a couple of rings and a bracelet because John's mom kept insisting that I take more and more. I was sad to see them go. It wasn't half as weird as I thought it was going to be and I was really really happy that my parents made them feel welcome. I wish they could of met Busty and Joelle, just because I don't know if John's mom will make it back up to visit. John's already made plans to visit in a few weeks. I keep telling him it's okay to go without me (because of the money factor and they have 5-6 cats and a dog, so I'll have to stay in a hotel because of my deathly allergies) but he thinks I'll be too lonely at home by myself for a few days. Besides, I have to accrue at least one day off so I can spend more than a day there.

    Anyways, maybe I'll get more into this later. I've gotta shower for now.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007