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Jul 08, 2006 19:16


phil bought me roller skates yesturday. since he got off of work at 9 today, and would be at home at 10, i figured i'd surprize him. i woke up at 8:30, skated down to mels (actually, its mostly uphill) all myself, and hung out there. around 9:30 i ordered lunch, figuring phil could have half. i texted him to go to mels, and i waited. and waited. about 10:30 mum picked me, wondering where i was. by then i realized my phone had died. so i called phil. where was he? not at home, mum said. obviously not at mels. he had driven up to the north shore. evidently he text me about it. he could have called but oh no. why would he do such a thing? anyway, so hes up on the north shore. i go "ok...i'm pissed, i have to squish into the truck with mum, i skated up here for nothing, and i did it all myself to make him not proud...". so i called later, around noon, asking when he'd be home. well, he wasnt planning on bringing me to work at 4:30. course not. he was still up there. by now i'm wondering why hes there because he told me that he didnt want to drive here and there with dina (his ex) but hey, he was at his rent's house. so i call him around 3 (i hung up on him before to hopefully induce guilt so he'd come home) and hes like "yeah, we're going into boston tonight for a concert thing and then i'm bringing so and so to taunton, i wont be home till tomorrow." woah. like. woah. then i hear "hey DINA, whens the show over?" dina. the girl he wasnt hanging out with. yeah. right. jealousy. yes. but anger at him lying, which he insists he didnt. then why did he say DINA? anyway, i got pissed, hung up for a third time on him after the biggest fight we've ever had. i cried so much today. sobbing, with noises and all. i was a wreck. i looked like a zombie with broken tear ducts for christs sake. the reason he's allowed to live here is because he takes me places and pays $20 rent like i do. i skated everywhere today, nearly got hit many times, and almost hit a telephone pole (wouldnt be a first >.<). skating alone is scary. i called in at work because i just was totally emotionally unstable for a good three hours. god today sucks. i dont know who i hate more, him or myself.
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