Worst fucking weekend in history
I broke up with my "boyfriend" the day before Valentines day. He is an asshole and that is all he will ever amount to. I think it was for the best...honestly...I wasn't the most "faithful" girlfriend anyway. He deserved it though...all the shit he has put me through..I used to feel really bad, but not anymore. I think it was meant to happen. I met Mike the other night and he is the most amazing guy ever! We will probably go out Saturday night. I will probably go out with Aaron on Friday night. He is really nice too. I met him a couple weeks ago. He is really good at making me laugh. Anyway, I am free to date whomever again and I am happy about it. I only wish I could get the nearly 200 dollars back I spent on Clint's GAY ass! And the bitch about it is that he doesn't even care. Oh well..I take comfort in knowing that I have a life that doesn't consist of DDR and bowling. What a loser! I will have no problems finding my mr wonderful again. Tonight a work I had a total break down and just started bawling. I left the store and everything. I think that the shit with clint, my family, college, and work just really got to me! Bye