It gives you hell...
So yesterday was... well it had a great start.
I woke up late around 12 which for those of you that know me decently is absurdly late for me. I tend to rise with the sun with the exception of when I have school and then for some unknown reason my bed comfortability level increases tenfold. Anyway I got up around 12 and gave Cricket a ring fixed my hair and lounged about the house, ran some errands and then met up with her around 3 to go to beach since it was supposedly the last nice day before our shores were to be plagued by the typical new england pre-apocalyptic weather (in this case unpredictable rain storms that never seem to end). Cricket and I had a good girls afternoon, (if you could call us good girls which is a bit of a stretch), and even glimpsed Ben and Bryan who were wandering the road near 128 looking for rocks. After the beach I stopped by Taylor's house to pick up the movies which I wanted to watch with Alex that night and headed home. Now here's where the shit hits the find, take note how everything starts to turn down hill when Al enters the picture. I called him around 6:30pm asking when he was going to get over here. To which he responded "Oh yah hey you my phones dying but I talked to bryan and he's coming with us tonight." I was a bit taken aback because I had just wanted to spend time with Al... so I said a little dazed "What? Why I just wanted to hangout with you tonight." To which he replied raising his walls which I am so familiar with "Yah well that's not happening now, I'll call you in a bit." So I waited an hour and a half and started calling. To which it would ring... he would hang up and I would call again. Throughly pissed that he couldn't go through the decency of answering. Then I finally sent him a text playing the dumb card "Oh your phones being dumb, I'll just stop by." I wasn't in hamiliton at all.. I drove all the way there because at this point two hours had passed and I didn't want to wait around all night. Then he sent me a text blatantly freaking out saying "What I'm not even home don't invite yourself..."
I know I mentioned earlier how everything went down hill from there, it turned into a shouting match on the phone, me pissed at him for going behind my back and inviting someone else and him saying how he doesn't even have fun with me anymore and how I was being dramatic. When if he answered his god damn phone EVER or actually behaved like a normal human being instead of on edge and lying about every little thing. Finally his phone died, and I called Bryan to see what the deal was and Alex picked up, He told me he didn't want to hangout with me unless I hungout with the guys as well, that he didn't want to be alone with me. And I asked where was he, and he said driving though I knew he was at Bryan's so I went there. They looked stunned to see me, Alex, Ben and Bryan standing huddled about Alex's infamous Shadow, and while Bryan and Ben were containing their laughter at my actions (no doubt I looked like a mad woman) fury flicked across Alex's face. A fight followed me asking him why the hell was he acting the way he was. And eventually it was resolved that we were going to go to the movies. I got to see the hangover AGAIN, and at first it was horribly painful, Al didn't want to hangout with me after or even talk. He was being stubborn and just plain dickish, all the meanwhile texting Daisy. (Dear god I want to cut that girl). The movie itself made everything okay and after everything was light and happy... until we pulled up to Bryan's house and Bryan got out, then I told Al I wanted to talk.
I said one thing "You shouldn't be hooking up with Daisy you know she's going to fuck you over again." and he FREAKED OUT. This was literally the bottom of the hill, swearing, yelling, spitting, fighting, crying, telling me to get the fuck out of his car, and slamming on the breaks so I'd hit the dashboard, saying no one had made him madder in his life, and how he didn't want me to contact him again. It was the most painful thing I've ever gone through with a boy ever, he just didn't want to talk about it. About how she has him wrapped around her finger, and the reason she wants him so bad is because right now it's a contest and soon it won't be a contest anymore and she'll be bored... and break him again. I wasn't even yelling or being rude he just freaked out. We were infront of Bryan's house when he kicked me out of his car and I kinda just sunk to the pavement in a weeping heap. Bryan had heard the yelling from inside his house, while playing music and rushed out to usher me inside. Me being in no state to drive, mowed on cookies and had a heart to heart with him until 4:00am when we passed out.
I was awoken rather suddenly around 7:15 because Bryan and I slept in the same room and that upset his darling mother and thus I had to peace, because god knows what hormone would lead us to do. But that was fine I just journeyed home and napped until my interview with Victoria's Secret, (fingers crossed I get the job). Then I came home and watched hours of Dexter until Taylor came over with Pizza and we watched Se7en. Taylor has become a comfort pillow... I guess you could say I'm up to my old tricks with Taylor, Tim, Ross, and Brandon. But really I just need a boy break. Cricket's coming over in a bit and we plan to test the limits of legality with 'enhanced' brownies, and my favorite movie of all time Almost Famous. Cricket is a horrible influence on me but I adore her. So.. Alex and I aren't talking and I don't know when we will again, he really hurt me... and I don't like the person he is when he's with Daisy, really that girl needs to just go... get struck by lighting or something, how can literally EVERYONE hate her... except Alex she must have mind control powers or some shit. Oivei. Anyway I'm okay with this situation, I'm too tired to try. I'm ok... I'm good, I'm not great, I'm not fine. I'm okay. And tomorrow is another day... it does help that I have endless supplies of Dexter to entertain myself with haha.
I woke up late around 12 which for those of you that know me decently is absurdly late for me. I tend to rise with the sun with the exception of when I have school and then for some unknown reason my bed comfortability level increases tenfold. Anyway I got up around 12 and gave Cricket a ring fixed my hair and lounged about the house, ran some errands and then met up with her around 3 to go to beach since it was supposedly the last nice day before our shores were to be plagued by the typical new england pre-apocalyptic weather (in this case unpredictable rain storms that never seem to end). Cricket and I had a good girls afternoon, (if you could call us good girls which is a bit of a stretch), and even glimpsed Ben and Bryan who were wandering the road near 128 looking for rocks. After the beach I stopped by Taylor's house to pick up the movies which I wanted to watch with Alex that night and headed home. Now here's where the shit hits the find, take note how everything starts to turn down hill when Al enters the picture. I called him around 6:30pm asking when he was going to get over here. To which he responded "Oh yah hey you my phones dying but I talked to bryan and he's coming with us tonight." I was a bit taken aback because I had just wanted to spend time with Al... so I said a little dazed "What? Why I just wanted to hangout with you tonight." To which he replied raising his walls which I am so familiar with "Yah well that's not happening now, I'll call you in a bit." So I waited an hour and a half and started calling. To which it would ring... he would hang up and I would call again. Throughly pissed that he couldn't go through the decency of answering. Then I finally sent him a text playing the dumb card "Oh your phones being dumb, I'll just stop by." I wasn't in hamiliton at all.. I drove all the way there because at this point two hours had passed and I didn't want to wait around all night. Then he sent me a text blatantly freaking out saying "What I'm not even home don't invite yourself..."
I know I mentioned earlier how everything went down hill from there, it turned into a shouting match on the phone, me pissed at him for going behind my back and inviting someone else and him saying how he doesn't even have fun with me anymore and how I was being dramatic. When if he answered his god damn phone EVER or actually behaved like a normal human being instead of on edge and lying about every little thing. Finally his phone died, and I called Bryan to see what the deal was and Alex picked up, He told me he didn't want to hangout with me unless I hungout with the guys as well, that he didn't want to be alone with me. And I asked where was he, and he said driving though I knew he was at Bryan's so I went there. They looked stunned to see me, Alex, Ben and Bryan standing huddled about Alex's infamous Shadow, and while Bryan and Ben were containing their laughter at my actions (no doubt I looked like a mad woman) fury flicked across Alex's face. A fight followed me asking him why the hell was he acting the way he was. And eventually it was resolved that we were going to go to the movies. I got to see the hangover AGAIN, and at first it was horribly painful, Al didn't want to hangout with me after or even talk. He was being stubborn and just plain dickish, all the meanwhile texting Daisy. (Dear god I want to cut that girl). The movie itself made everything okay and after everything was light and happy... until we pulled up to Bryan's house and Bryan got out, then I told Al I wanted to talk.
I said one thing "You shouldn't be hooking up with Daisy you know she's going to fuck you over again." and he FREAKED OUT. This was literally the bottom of the hill, swearing, yelling, spitting, fighting, crying, telling me to get the fuck out of his car, and slamming on the breaks so I'd hit the dashboard, saying no one had made him madder in his life, and how he didn't want me to contact him again. It was the most painful thing I've ever gone through with a boy ever, he just didn't want to talk about it. About how she has him wrapped around her finger, and the reason she wants him so bad is because right now it's a contest and soon it won't be a contest anymore and she'll be bored... and break him again. I wasn't even yelling or being rude he just freaked out. We were infront of Bryan's house when he kicked me out of his car and I kinda just sunk to the pavement in a weeping heap. Bryan had heard the yelling from inside his house, while playing music and rushed out to usher me inside. Me being in no state to drive, mowed on cookies and had a heart to heart with him until 4:00am when we passed out.
I was awoken rather suddenly around 7:15 because Bryan and I slept in the same room and that upset his darling mother and thus I had to peace, because god knows what hormone would lead us to do. But that was fine I just journeyed home and napped until my interview with Victoria's Secret, (fingers crossed I get the job). Then I came home and watched hours of Dexter until Taylor came over with Pizza and we watched Se7en. Taylor has become a comfort pillow... I guess you could say I'm up to my old tricks with Taylor, Tim, Ross, and Brandon. But really I just need a boy break. Cricket's coming over in a bit and we plan to test the limits of legality with 'enhanced' brownies, and my favorite movie of all time Almost Famous. Cricket is a horrible influence on me but I adore her. So.. Alex and I aren't talking and I don't know when we will again, he really hurt me... and I don't like the person he is when he's with Daisy, really that girl needs to just go... get struck by lighting or something, how can literally EVERYONE hate her... except Alex she must have mind control powers or some shit. Oivei. Anyway I'm okay with this situation, I'm too tired to try. I'm ok... I'm good, I'm not great, I'm not fine. I'm okay. And tomorrow is another day... it does help that I have endless supplies of Dexter to entertain myself with haha.