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Today I went to Busch Gardens with Arianne, Matt, and Clint and we met up with Cathy up there. It was fun. I really needed that cheering up and they always know how to make me laugh especially the "you don't understand my/our culture" joke. That was so fucking funny.
I wanted to try to flip the car on the way home though, depression started kicking in. It's just that my mind is at unrest about the break up. I mean like I had no warning, I had no idea that anything was wrong, when I talked to her on the phone when I was gone she kept telling me how much she missed me and loved me, it even said it on some of her livejournal entries. But then the day after I get back it's like BAM. Out of the fucking clear blue sky, I get dumped in a fucking voicemail. She couldn't even tell me face to face or in a phone conversation. Well, I take that back she did tell me in a phone conversation but that was after I got the voicemail telling me she was dumping me in the first place. Does this make sense to anyone??
I wanted to try to flip the car on the way home though, depression started kicking in. It's just that my mind is at unrest about the break up. I mean like I had no warning, I had no idea that anything was wrong, when I talked to her on the phone when I was gone she kept telling me how much she missed me and loved me, it even said it on some of her livejournal entries. But then the day after I get back it's like BAM. Out of the fucking clear blue sky, I get dumped in a fucking voicemail. She couldn't even tell me face to face or in a phone conversation. Well, I take that back she did tell me in a phone conversation but that was after I got the voicemail telling me she was dumping me in the first place. Does this make sense to anyone??