This entire entry is about Jenny cause I told her I would do that.
Jenny is one of my best friends. -nods-
Jenny is also my ex girlfriend -cough- fiancee.
Jenny is an amazing person who deserve so much more than I could ever give her. She was the first love of my life, but sometimes I think that... it shouldnt' have been because THEN, we wouldn't be going through all of this.
I should probably tell my story since Jenny told hers.
Well... we were arguing... again. I think it was about the dishwasher, actually. Like, why it wasn't run or something. You know you've been there. When you've seen someone SO much it's like you're thinking "Just give me my space, damnit" so you nitpick. About everything.
Well this fight was.. nasty... I said some really really bad stuff, and so did she. I called her.. "a prissy bitch" and she called me "a total asshole and a dickhead" So.. it wasn't pretty.
Anyway, next thing i know, she stormed off... took her car and just left... to go somewhere. So I sat on the couch for a while, venting and angry... then I turned protective again... thinking "What if she's hurt" "She shouldn't be driving the way she is" so I searched for her. Took the car and drove ALL over New York for her. Took me HOURS to spot her car is some... bad bar outside of town. I went in, looked around for her and then... I saw her dancing with some.. shmuck. I wanted to walk right over there but.. I wanted to see what she'd do. And then.. they kissed. She kissed him! Ugh I was so angry, SO angry. She turned around and saw me, and.. I couldn't even THINK. I just yelled "Don't come near me, don't follow me. Just dno't." and I left. Went back home and... heh.. cried....
-looks at my watch- Damn I have to finish this agt a later time I have to go.
See ya.