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hello lj,
i have had a hell of a night, and i'm about to start complaining - so x this out NOW. but of course if you want to be in that 'about to cry if i even get looked at the wrong way' mood right along with me, then read on. i salute you.
anyway. so i just found out i'm being used for sex by someone i was beginning to like. he's older, so he SHOULD be more mature, but hey, it doens't always come with age now does it? i suppose not. so, i told mr. shall-go-nameless-for-now i missed him and he proceeded to tell me something along the lines of 'just stop. i've got to much going on right now for a girlfriend. so stop. not good' which of course translates into 'get off my back bitch, i just want to have sex with you'. so down came the waterworks, but not only for that reason.. mind you, i can take alot of abuse. i'm just built that way.
so onto reason numero two. my best friend from home has called me twice since i've been here. which is fine, except the fact that both times he has gotten my hopes up by telling me he is coming down to visit, only to ask 'so which party are you bringing me to? are there going to be any hot bitches?' lovley. so my responce 'i'm not bringing you to a party, i want to see you, not watch you fuck some girl' and of course, what i should have expected from a guy, 'oh.... [pause] well then i can't come down, i just remembered there's something going on in New Brunswick tonight.' ... 'well don't you want to see me?' ... 'yeah but, i mean, i need some incentive to come down there' don't you just love horny little boys? see.. that COULD be an excuse, except for the fact that he's fucking 20 years old.
oh, i'm not done yet.
i was sleeping in my car before i came to kean. i moved out of my house becuase my parents were getting rediculous. my father used to beat the shit out of me when i was younger, and followed it up by calling the cops on a friend and i after walking up to my car and calling my friend a piece of shit. so i moved out. it's time to go when your own father stops just attacking YOU, but moves onto your friends too. anyway, so i've kept in contact with my mother [who, by the way, is on his side] but she also [i hate to sound cliche but...] treats me like shit. i asked her if she would visit me and bring my friend up too, and she said no and hung up on me. i called her and asked her to bring my cable box up for the comp, and she hung up. so i called her one last time, i don't remember what i wanted, but i told her... if you hang up on me one more time, this will be the last time i call you. and BIG SUPRISE, she hung up on me.
So, life, at this particular moment in time, sucks. PLUS i'm not taking my meds, so it's that much worse. well, the end.
i have had a hell of a night, and i'm about to start complaining - so x this out NOW. but of course if you want to be in that 'about to cry if i even get looked at the wrong way' mood right along with me, then read on. i salute you.
anyway. so i just found out i'm being used for sex by someone i was beginning to like. he's older, so he SHOULD be more mature, but hey, it doens't always come with age now does it? i suppose not. so, i told mr. shall-go-nameless-for-now i missed him and he proceeded to tell me something along the lines of 'just stop. i've got to much going on right now for a girlfriend. so stop. not good' which of course translates into 'get off my back bitch, i just want to have sex with you'. so down came the waterworks, but not only for that reason.. mind you, i can take alot of abuse. i'm just built that way.
so onto reason numero two. my best friend from home has called me twice since i've been here. which is fine, except the fact that both times he has gotten my hopes up by telling me he is coming down to visit, only to ask 'so which party are you bringing me to? are there going to be any hot bitches?' lovley. so my responce 'i'm not bringing you to a party, i want to see you, not watch you fuck some girl' and of course, what i should have expected from a guy, 'oh.... [pause] well then i can't come down, i just remembered there's something going on in New Brunswick tonight.' ... 'well don't you want to see me?' ... 'yeah but, i mean, i need some incentive to come down there' don't you just love horny little boys? see.. that COULD be an excuse, except for the fact that he's fucking 20 years old.
oh, i'm not done yet.
i was sleeping in my car before i came to kean. i moved out of my house becuase my parents were getting rediculous. my father used to beat the shit out of me when i was younger, and followed it up by calling the cops on a friend and i after walking up to my car and calling my friend a piece of shit. so i moved out. it's time to go when your own father stops just attacking YOU, but moves onto your friends too. anyway, so i've kept in contact with my mother [who, by the way, is on his side] but she also [i hate to sound cliche but...] treats me like shit. i asked her if she would visit me and bring my friend up too, and she said no and hung up on me. i called her and asked her to bring my cable box up for the comp, and she hung up. so i called her one last time, i don't remember what i wanted, but i told her... if you hang up on me one more time, this will be the last time i call you. and BIG SUPRISE, she hung up on me.
So, life, at this particular moment in time, sucks. PLUS i'm not taking my meds, so it's that much worse. well, the end.