Jan 10, 2005 17:06
This weekend was so much fun. Friday night Julia and I went to a party. It was really fun. At one point, we thought Julia had lost her phone (we have the same phone), so I was calling "her" phone like ten times to help find her phone. Well, it turns out that I had her phone, and she has a friend named Julia, so I was calling her like a million times. It scared her, too, because she was watching a scary movie. Haha.
Saturday we went to this party at Brandon's old house. We didn't really know many people, but it was a fun party. We played this game "Who Wants To Be Famous" and this is what ended up happening:
-I switched clothes with some guy (I looked cute though)
-Nick gave me a lap dance
-Nick did a striptease (that was really gross)
-Angelo got smacked in the stomach by everyone who was playing (oh he had a bad welt)
-Mike licked salad dressing off my stomach
-Ali and Nick and I kissed at once
-Ali and I kissed
-Mike wore a toga
-Julia had a mustache drawn on her
-Ken ran around outside in his underwear
So yeah, it was an interesting night haha. I love theater people they are so much fun. :)
But Jacob and I aren't friends anymore and that really sucks. He says it makes him uncomfortable to hang out with me because there is so much tension. Supposedly I'm the one that has the tension (because he sees inside me and all), but I haven't noticed it. I was actually really happy cuz I finally got over him. I think he expects me to be this perfect little person who never makes him mad or anything. I wish I could do that I really do. I don't really know what I did that was wrong. I know before winter break I was a total bitch. But since then I really haven't been. So yeah, I'm not allowed to talk to him or anything. And that really hurts me because we were such good friends. Or maybe I just thought we were. But at the same time, I feel like this is all in his mind, and he needs to sort this out. He's so used to making me out to be the bad person that I don't think he realizes that I'm not always the bad person. Sometimes I'm the good person. And regardless, I definitely know my feelings better than he does. Maybe he thinks I'm not over him. Wow. You're just a guy, buddy. Ya know? Who knows. All I know is it feels like someone just slapped me in the face. Hard.