Mandy Sucks
Tonight Mandy called and asked me to go to this karaoke bar with her. I said yeah, and as I was getting ready to come and get her, I kept getting the feeling that I was going to see Kim. I've been having a lot of dreams lately about running into her there.
So we get there, and I hear this laugh. I know this laugh. I look in the direction of this laugh, and I see the owner of this laugh. It was Kim. I almost had a panic attack. Mandy asked if we should leave, but I said we'd stay unless Kim saw us and got upset. I couldn't bare to see her sad.
So we're there about 10 or 15 minutes when I try calling Shy. We're both trying to yell over the noise of the bars we were in, and then Kim walked by. When she came back by, I was off the phone, and she tapped me on the shoulder. She was REALLY drunk, and she announced it first thing. She talked for about 45 seconds, and then left to get her drink. She eventually came back, and gave me the closure that I've needed for the last two and half years. There were tears, and hugs, and kisses for everyone but me.:p It felt good to be able to talk to her again, even if she doesn't remember it in the morning.
I discovered that she secretly doesn't hate me, and misses Mandy, Micah, and I. As dumb as it may sound, I completely understand why she'd want everyone to think that she hates me. Knowing that she happy, and she really doesn't hate me is more than enough for me.
I was also relieved to find out that I'm not a psycho for reading her blogs every time she posts a new one. Apparently she "spies" on me too. I'm pretty sure she doesn't read this, though. I've only linked a few people to it. My LJ is my only internet hiding spot.
Before we left, she came to hug me and I was in my car talking to Shylene. She was drunk, and grabbed the phone to tell Shy how pretty she is, and that I'm a good guy. It was weird, especially sine Shy had JUST taken off all of her clothes to talk to me. Yes, we talk to each other naked. :)
All was great until Mandy went and ruined it! Bitch went and hurled ALL OVER AND IN MY FUCKING CAR! I mean every fucking where. She's passed out with her head in the toilet now. I'd go clean it myself, but the smell had me dry heaving on the side of the road. I'd have thrown up if I wasn't starving right now. :(
I guess that's more than enough. Hardly anyone reads these anyway.