why boys are stupid. like... REALLY stupid.
ok. so this is the time line of the boyfriend being retarded... which leads to the boyfriend being dumped.
monday night:
6:45- on the phone i tell him that im going out to dinner with the girls and after that im not sure what we're doing. he says 'what am i supposed to do then' my response... 'huh??" him-'well im bored.'
red flag goes up here!! so not my responsibility! so then im like whatever. then he asks if i wanna go out later. i say maybe. im not sure what we're doing that night. he says to call him if i do.
ok.
dinner happens.
9:00- dinner over. girls and i decide to go to a movie. movie starts in half an hour. don't have my phone cause i left it at home charging so don't call (needy) boyfriend.
10:15- roommate who is sitting next to me has her phone ring. it's dan! (the needy boyfriend- note... he had her phone number to plan my birthday present but still... that was weird that he was calling her.) left a note that he hadn't heard from me and was bored. and wanted to know where i was.
11:30- go home and look at phone. 2 missed calls and two texts- where are you? what are you doing? im bored! i thought you were gonna come over!
i was pissed. so i didn't call him back.
12:00- i went to bed. cause he was being a stupid fucker.
The next day.....
8:00- wake up and have 6 messages on my phone, 1 from georgia, 1 from kaitie, and 4 from dan! (along with two texts from him!!)
i listen to the messages... it's kaitie and georgia being worried about me (why i can't figure out until i listen to dan's messages.)
the first one is at
1:30am- he is worried, doesn't know where i am or why i didn't call him when we were done eating dinner.
2:15am- he is even more worried now because im not answering his calls and he doesn't know what's going on so 'im on my way over to your apartment to check on you' (oh and did i mention that he is WASTED?
2:30am- a little more wasted now... cause apparently he went home from the bar and kept drinking. so this message says 'ok im about 2 blocks from your apartment, ill be there soon. come down and let me in ok?
2:45am- 'ok im here and i don't see your car... but i don't really remember what it looks like right now cause im really drunk and im worried because i don't know where you are but i lousrlkj you* and i just need to know what's going on.' (the star is a very slurred bit that sounded very suspiciously like 'i love you.'
ok so 8:30- i go to work. i am all pissed off that he fucking called my friends in the middle of the night wasted and blubbering like a bitch. im mad but don't know what to do about it. he is scheduled at noon and i am doubting that he will show up on time considering that he was drunk at three in the morning wandering around champaign.
12:00noon- no dan. imagine that.
12:10- my phone rings. it's dan. 'what time was i supposed to be there today?' my response... 'noon. you know this. you would never have to be there anytime after noon. get here now.'
12:25- he finally shows up. he won't say a word to me which is just fine cause im mad.
no words are said until he leaves at four. then he texts me after he leaves. (yes. childish. and yes he's older than me... almost 22.) his text? so why are you mad at me?
oh god. so i reamed him out. i told him that you don't fucking call me 8 times. you don't call my friends wasted in the middle of the night if you have no reason to think that i am in trouble. that's harassment.
his response? 'well i blew off my friends for you and then i sat around my house by myself for two hours cause i thought you were gonna call me and so i didn't hang out with people that i haven't seen in a really long time. and then by the time i realized you weren't gonna answer me it was too late cause they had finished dinner already. and then i was pissed at you so i went out and got wasted. it's not like i did anything that bad.'
i was just like whatever. im done talking to you. and don't plan on me coming to thanksgiving at your parents on friday. i need space right now, that's just not a good idea.
he gets all huffy and hangs up. then he texts me a while later. and we have a terrible conversation that i am not going to go into here... but the point of that part of the story is that his points go down roughly 200. im really pissed.
8:00pm- he calls me. wishing we weren't fighting. I TOLD YOU I WANTED MY SPACE MOTHER FUCKER. THAT MEANS DON'T CALL ME! he also texts asking what time he works today and i say i don't know. call the restaurant and ask. he says ok.
next day... so today.
9:30am- i get to work and im kind of calming down. thinking maybe there's a chance i'de want to go with him to his parents on friday... but still not sure. i see that he's scheduled in at 11. waiting to see if he shows up on time.
11:30 rolls around. he's still not here. i call him asking where he is. he says he thought he worked at noon. i say why didn't you call last night and ask? he says he didn't feel like it. i say strike two.
then once he gets there at noon he won't look at me or speak to me or anything. it's ridiculous.
4:30- he leaves. without saying a word.
4:40- i call and he doesn't pick up. so i text him. saying definitely not going to his parents with him and that we really need to talk. so he texts me a little while later. he apparently doesn't know how to use a phone. im like whatever. we talk for a little bit. and im trying to be ok. and trying to think that i can give him a second chance to not screw up. so i ask if he wants to come over and have dinner.
7:00- he comes over. spends the entire three hours that he's there poking me. poking my head poking my face, poking my stomach, poking my back. just poking me! he's like fucking 4! i was so mad. i don't know what to do. so i tell him that i have to go pick up my other roommate and that i gotta drop him off.
10:30- drop him off at his apartment and instead of giving me any nice normal gesture of goodbye... he gives me a fucking army salute and ducks out without saying a word.
im just so annoyed at this point that he is so done. no more chances. no more nothin. he fucked up. and i can find something better.
god. boys are dumb.
it's single time. seriously.
monday night:
6:45- on the phone i tell him that im going out to dinner with the girls and after that im not sure what we're doing. he says 'what am i supposed to do then' my response... 'huh??" him-'well im bored.'
red flag goes up here!! so not my responsibility! so then im like whatever. then he asks if i wanna go out later. i say maybe. im not sure what we're doing that night. he says to call him if i do.
ok.
dinner happens.
9:00- dinner over. girls and i decide to go to a movie. movie starts in half an hour. don't have my phone cause i left it at home charging so don't call (needy) boyfriend.
10:15- roommate who is sitting next to me has her phone ring. it's dan! (the needy boyfriend- note... he had her phone number to plan my birthday present but still... that was weird that he was calling her.) left a note that he hadn't heard from me and was bored. and wanted to know where i was.
11:30- go home and look at phone. 2 missed calls and two texts- where are you? what are you doing? im bored! i thought you were gonna come over!
i was pissed. so i didn't call him back.
12:00- i went to bed. cause he was being a stupid fucker.
The next day.....
8:00- wake up and have 6 messages on my phone, 1 from georgia, 1 from kaitie, and 4 from dan! (along with two texts from him!!)
i listen to the messages... it's kaitie and georgia being worried about me (why i can't figure out until i listen to dan's messages.)
the first one is at
1:30am- he is worried, doesn't know where i am or why i didn't call him when we were done eating dinner.
2:15am- he is even more worried now because im not answering his calls and he doesn't know what's going on so 'im on my way over to your apartment to check on you' (oh and did i mention that he is WASTED?
2:30am- a little more wasted now... cause apparently he went home from the bar and kept drinking. so this message says 'ok im about 2 blocks from your apartment, ill be there soon. come down and let me in ok?
2:45am- 'ok im here and i don't see your car... but i don't really remember what it looks like right now cause im really drunk and im worried because i don't know where you are but i lousrlkj you* and i just need to know what's going on.' (the star is a very slurred bit that sounded very suspiciously like 'i love you.'
ok so 8:30- i go to work. i am all pissed off that he fucking called my friends in the middle of the night wasted and blubbering like a bitch. im mad but don't know what to do about it. he is scheduled at noon and i am doubting that he will show up on time considering that he was drunk at three in the morning wandering around champaign.
12:00noon- no dan. imagine that.
12:10- my phone rings. it's dan. 'what time was i supposed to be there today?' my response... 'noon. you know this. you would never have to be there anytime after noon. get here now.'
12:25- he finally shows up. he won't say a word to me which is just fine cause im mad.
no words are said until he leaves at four. then he texts me after he leaves. (yes. childish. and yes he's older than me... almost 22.) his text? so why are you mad at me?
oh god. so i reamed him out. i told him that you don't fucking call me 8 times. you don't call my friends wasted in the middle of the night if you have no reason to think that i am in trouble. that's harassment.
his response? 'well i blew off my friends for you and then i sat around my house by myself for two hours cause i thought you were gonna call me and so i didn't hang out with people that i haven't seen in a really long time. and then by the time i realized you weren't gonna answer me it was too late cause they had finished dinner already. and then i was pissed at you so i went out and got wasted. it's not like i did anything that bad.'
i was just like whatever. im done talking to you. and don't plan on me coming to thanksgiving at your parents on friday. i need space right now, that's just not a good idea.
he gets all huffy and hangs up. then he texts me a while later. and we have a terrible conversation that i am not going to go into here... but the point of that part of the story is that his points go down roughly 200. im really pissed.
8:00pm- he calls me. wishing we weren't fighting. I TOLD YOU I WANTED MY SPACE MOTHER FUCKER. THAT MEANS DON'T CALL ME! he also texts asking what time he works today and i say i don't know. call the restaurant and ask. he says ok.
next day... so today.
9:30am- i get to work and im kind of calming down. thinking maybe there's a chance i'de want to go with him to his parents on friday... but still not sure. i see that he's scheduled in at 11. waiting to see if he shows up on time.
11:30 rolls around. he's still not here. i call him asking where he is. he says he thought he worked at noon. i say why didn't you call last night and ask? he says he didn't feel like it. i say strike two.
then once he gets there at noon he won't look at me or speak to me or anything. it's ridiculous.
4:30- he leaves. without saying a word.
4:40- i call and he doesn't pick up. so i text him. saying definitely not going to his parents with him and that we really need to talk. so he texts me a little while later. he apparently doesn't know how to use a phone. im like whatever. we talk for a little bit. and im trying to be ok. and trying to think that i can give him a second chance to not screw up. so i ask if he wants to come over and have dinner.
7:00- he comes over. spends the entire three hours that he's there poking me. poking my head poking my face, poking my stomach, poking my back. just poking me! he's like fucking 4! i was so mad. i don't know what to do. so i tell him that i have to go pick up my other roommate and that i gotta drop him off.
10:30- drop him off at his apartment and instead of giving me any nice normal gesture of goodbye... he gives me a fucking army salute and ducks out without saying a word.
im just so annoyed at this point that he is so done. no more chances. no more nothin. he fucked up. and i can find something better.
god. boys are dumb.
it's single time. seriously.