That's Enough of The He Said, She Said
I'm growing tired of you, and I know you feel it, too.
That is a line from an awesome song by Four Year Strong. Check the out out www.fouryearstrong.net.
Anyway, Friday was a horrendous day for me. School was fine. Work was fine. I was expecting to see James after work on Friday but he told me he was going out to dinner and then going home and going to bed. A mutual friend of ours saw him with this group of her friends. So I called him and he kept repeating that he told me he was hanging out with them. He never mentioned that group at all. I decided to go for a drive and ended up visiting the mutual friend. He found me at her work and got wicked pissed at me. He sent me a text saying that it was over between the two of us. Who is childish enough to break up through a text???? I deserve better than that. Anyway, I went home after visiting Vicky and i got a knife from the kitchen and just made little scratches on my arm.
Saturday, I had SATs in the morning. Not exactly the best time for me. I feel like I did better on the SATs because I needed something to take my mind off of Friday night. Chrissy and I walked around Salem all day after the test. We met some new people at Hollywood's House of Wax.
Sunday was the first day I actually cried about what happened. That was also the first day that I began to let go. I told my mother about the break up and the knife. She told me she did the same thing when her first boyfriend broke up with her. That was also the first time that my dad hugged me instead of criticizing me for crying. it felt really good. So I went to work and then over to Sarah's for her birthday celebration. I also changed everything that had to do with James.
Monday, I had work. Then Chrissy and I went and walked around Salem for a bit before heading to the mall. We saw Bobby. That was fun. Chrissy bought a whip and got him in the ass. Before we left, he gave me a hug and told me he was sorry about what happened Friday.
It's now Tuesday and I feel fine. I'm ready to move on with my life and begin something new. I'm going to see what the world is like without him holding my hand. Live, learn, and the find a guy without double standards. Thank you for reading my problems.
I Can Manage Without You,
Jenn
That is a line from an awesome song by Four Year Strong. Check the out out www.fouryearstrong.net.
Anyway, Friday was a horrendous day for me. School was fine. Work was fine. I was expecting to see James after work on Friday but he told me he was going out to dinner and then going home and going to bed. A mutual friend of ours saw him with this group of her friends. So I called him and he kept repeating that he told me he was hanging out with them. He never mentioned that group at all. I decided to go for a drive and ended up visiting the mutual friend. He found me at her work and got wicked pissed at me. He sent me a text saying that it was over between the two of us. Who is childish enough to break up through a text???? I deserve better than that. Anyway, I went home after visiting Vicky and i got a knife from the kitchen and just made little scratches on my arm.
Saturday, I had SATs in the morning. Not exactly the best time for me. I feel like I did better on the SATs because I needed something to take my mind off of Friday night. Chrissy and I walked around Salem all day after the test. We met some new people at Hollywood's House of Wax.
Sunday was the first day I actually cried about what happened. That was also the first day that I began to let go. I told my mother about the break up and the knife. She told me she did the same thing when her first boyfriend broke up with her. That was also the first time that my dad hugged me instead of criticizing me for crying. it felt really good. So I went to work and then over to Sarah's for her birthday celebration. I also changed everything that had to do with James.
Monday, I had work. Then Chrissy and I went and walked around Salem for a bit before heading to the mall. We saw Bobby. That was fun. Chrissy bought a whip and got him in the ass. Before we left, he gave me a hug and told me he was sorry about what happened Friday.
It's now Tuesday and I feel fine. I'm ready to move on with my life and begin something new. I'm going to see what the world is like without him holding my hand. Live, learn, and the find a guy without double standards. Thank you for reading my problems.
I Can Manage Without You,
Jenn