More of my life's shit...
So his facebook status says:
"7 Days in Jail.
Phone not working.
Truck Impounded.
On E.I.
Well, thats an awesome week. NOT."
And yet has he still tried to even message me at all? No.
So why don't I just add 'dumped by my girlfriend' to his list as well?
I really wanted to have this letter written and sent to him via email (the 'how to write a Dear John letter' site I was on says it's best to hand write these things and mail them, but I don't have his address... so I was thinking of hand writing it, scanning it in, then sending it through email...?) by last night before I went on my binge drinking fest... but that just didn't happen...
Though last night (this morning) when H and I were stumbling home drunkenly and I invited her over for more of our wonderful drunken conversations, these 2 guys were walking in front of us and they suddenly slowed down and started talking to us. It was really nice. Apparently one of the guys lives close to me, and the other guy lives close to H, so it's kinda amusing. The guy close to me went to Uproar fest to see Disturbed and was wearing his Disturbed tshirt (and a baseball cap... -_-). lol
They asked us which bar we came from, so we said Backstreet. They were at Mojos (which is a much better bar, and I had wanted to go there, but it's further away to walk home from and I was wearing heels... lol).
But yeah, it was nice to just talk to guys again and meet guys (while not at a bar lol). I always kinda feel like I'm the unattractive one of my friends... so who knows, maybe they both just liked H, but they were talking to me too, so it made me feel a bit better.
A part of me thinks that without J, no one will ever be attracted to me and love me again. Which is so dumb. I know. I may not be the hottest girl, but I know I'm at least cute, if not fairly pretty. And J didn't love me; he used me. I don't even know if he knows what 'love' is. Maybe I'm the closest he ever got to love. But it wasn't REAL love.
I was writing my 2nd draft of my letter at work yesterday, and I think this one isn't going to be so angry and spiteful. Which is good. I don't hate him. I just want him out of my life. I know I'll always keep him in my heart... but I need to let go. Shit isn't going to change with him anytime soon, and I think he has a lot to work out with himself before any sane girl would give up her life to be with him.
I'm trying to work on my sanity. Ha ha.
Going out for a walk and to watch a movie with Peach. Then we'll see about me writing my letter.
"7 Days in Jail.
Phone not working.
Truck Impounded.
On E.I.
Well, thats an awesome week. NOT."
And yet has he still tried to even message me at all? No.
So why don't I just add 'dumped by my girlfriend' to his list as well?
I really wanted to have this letter written and sent to him via email (the 'how to write a Dear John letter' site I was on says it's best to hand write these things and mail them, but I don't have his address... so I was thinking of hand writing it, scanning it in, then sending it through email...?) by last night before I went on my binge drinking fest... but that just didn't happen...
Though last night (this morning) when H and I were stumbling home drunkenly and I invited her over for more of our wonderful drunken conversations, these 2 guys were walking in front of us and they suddenly slowed down and started talking to us. It was really nice. Apparently one of the guys lives close to me, and the other guy lives close to H, so it's kinda amusing. The guy close to me went to Uproar fest to see Disturbed and was wearing his Disturbed tshirt (and a baseball cap... -_-). lol
They asked us which bar we came from, so we said Backstreet. They were at Mojos (which is a much better bar, and I had wanted to go there, but it's further away to walk home from and I was wearing heels... lol).
But yeah, it was nice to just talk to guys again and meet guys (while not at a bar lol). I always kinda feel like I'm the unattractive one of my friends... so who knows, maybe they both just liked H, but they were talking to me too, so it made me feel a bit better.
A part of me thinks that without J, no one will ever be attracted to me and love me again. Which is so dumb. I know. I may not be the hottest girl, but I know I'm at least cute, if not fairly pretty. And J didn't love me; he used me. I don't even know if he knows what 'love' is. Maybe I'm the closest he ever got to love. But it wasn't REAL love.
I was writing my 2nd draft of my letter at work yesterday, and I think this one isn't going to be so angry and spiteful. Which is good. I don't hate him. I just want him out of my life. I know I'll always keep him in my heart... but I need to let go. Shit isn't going to change with him anytime soon, and I think he has a lot to work out with himself before any sane girl would give up her life to be with him.
I'm trying to work on my sanity. Ha ha.
Going out for a walk and to watch a movie with Peach. Then we'll see about me writing my letter.