I havent updated in a loooong time but this is worth it! Do read
Ok everyone so I went on this date tonight with a police officer from the area. Hes only 1 1/2 years older, lots in common etc. The date started off great, we went to a nearby resturant and had a bottle of wine then a few capt and cokes. We get back to my apt complex and jumped in the pool. I wasnt going to make him drive home because he was drunk, and I admit it so was I. I let him pass out in my bed (no lie dont think bad of me I really was asleep!) I wake up maybe an hour or so later to find him peeing, Im serious peeing on my floor next to my bed. I come up with all the excuses in the world to get him to leave, start crying tell him Im not ready to have boys sleep over after my break up and he doesnt understand and you know what he tells me, that he loves me and this cant happen. O shit, hi first date!!!!!! So I finally get him to leave, mind you hes in his shirt, no pants, I think they were wet and Im not sure why he didnt have them on considering Im wearing sweat pants. Im confused about that part and I was having trouble trying not to just leave and go to Brock house.
He leaves, I am in my room and I go looking for my cell which had been on the bar by the front door. The fucking asshole took it, as well as chocolate amaretto cheesecake from my freezer. I happen to be standing at the front door when he comes back, I get the phone play nice and get him out again. Mind you hes a fucking cop, wasted but hello he peed on my floor. Tommy did it once at his house when I was there but we had been together for over a year and a half, This guy, I just met him. Seriously. So I finally get him out, and go to put the small carpet, pillow and pillowcase he peed on in the washer (thank god it wanst the big carpet a lot) Mind you its 5am, and Im trying to get someone to talk to me to help calm me and tell me what to do. My laundry room is right next to the front door, when I hear him come back to the door again. I ran into my room, thank god talking to Tommy whom I woke up and is my saving grace despite being so far away. The door is dead bolted with a slide lock across, it, but I couldnt find my keys at first and thought he took those. What a friend, I was freaking out and he calmed me down, as usual, even though I woke him up. Hes a good guy, thank god he and I are such good friends, since Brock wasnt answering and neither was Nick in Cali.
I hid in my room and I am pretty sure he is gone. Too bad hes a cop and can get all the information he wants on me, but hes being deleted. Hes fucking creepy as hell. Hello stalker! He was pretty cool before the peeing on my floor and telling me he loves me. Ok so yeah hes drunk but for real cant you hold your liquor, I dont go around telling people I love them when we have been out once and talked for a few days. Seriously we didnt drink that much! Fucking wierdo, Im done. You think I say that all the time, but I am for real. Thank God for my friends because hello hes quite scary!!!
Its seriously 5:30am and I am wide awake and scared to sleep.
He leaves, I am in my room and I go looking for my cell which had been on the bar by the front door. The fucking asshole took it, as well as chocolate amaretto cheesecake from my freezer. I happen to be standing at the front door when he comes back, I get the phone play nice and get him out again. Mind you hes a fucking cop, wasted but hello he peed on my floor. Tommy did it once at his house when I was there but we had been together for over a year and a half, This guy, I just met him. Seriously. So I finally get him out, and go to put the small carpet, pillow and pillowcase he peed on in the washer (thank god it wanst the big carpet a lot) Mind you its 5am, and Im trying to get someone to talk to me to help calm me and tell me what to do. My laundry room is right next to the front door, when I hear him come back to the door again. I ran into my room, thank god talking to Tommy whom I woke up and is my saving grace despite being so far away. The door is dead bolted with a slide lock across, it, but I couldnt find my keys at first and thought he took those. What a friend, I was freaking out and he calmed me down, as usual, even though I woke him up. Hes a good guy, thank god he and I are such good friends, since Brock wasnt answering and neither was Nick in Cali.
I hid in my room and I am pretty sure he is gone. Too bad hes a cop and can get all the information he wants on me, but hes being deleted. Hes fucking creepy as hell. Hello stalker! He was pretty cool before the peeing on my floor and telling me he loves me. Ok so yeah hes drunk but for real cant you hold your liquor, I dont go around telling people I love them when we have been out once and talked for a few days. Seriously we didnt drink that much! Fucking wierdo, Im done. You think I say that all the time, but I am for real. Thank God for my friends because hello hes quite scary!!!
Its seriously 5:30am and I am wide awake and scared to sleep.