Apr 25, 2004 21:46
Parade today. Fun stuff, but now I'm beat, and I don't feel good. I think I might puke.
BUTCH CALLED ME TODAY! I love Butch. He's such a fun kid.
Anyway, let's talk about the past couple days. Friday I saw Shawn (big mistake), and then I went over Dan's and we watched Pimp My Ride. Then at like 11:30, I went down to the Wiskey Bar, and hung out with Brite. But before I left Dan's, I was texting you-know-who, and this is what happened:
Me: Hey, what are you doing?
Him: Hanging
Me: Sounds fun... You should come over Dan's.
Him: No.
Me: Why not?
Him: I'm busy.
Me: Oh, so you don't wanna see me?
Him: Da bitch. Leave me alone. I'm getting blown. Stop texting me.
Me: Fine, be an ass, see if I care.
Text from his cell: This is his girlfriend. Leave him the fuck alone.
Now all this time, I'm telling Dan everything that's being said. I was like "This doesn't sound like (instert name here)." Then when I got the last text, I told Dan, and he said "It's probably Pete or Matt or somebody. They're all probably at (place where they always are), hanging out and having fun." So I go down to the bar, and tell Brianna what happened. She thought it was bull that he was treating me like that, and she asked me if I wanted her to ask Tom if he'd go. I said sure, and then I told Bob, and he was like "I'll go to your prom with you!" Bob is so hott. I love him! But Brite called (insert name here)'s cell, and left him this message: "Yo whatever your name is, I don't like the way you've been talking to my cousin! This is Brianna by the way, and I can find her a better prom date than you. I can get her Tom from The Starting Line, my boyfriend, and if he doesn't want to go, I can find someone better, so just forget about it." Then not even 2 minutes later, I get a call from his cell. This is that conversation:
Me: Hello?
Voice on the other end: Hello?
Me: HELLO???
Voice on the other end: Hello??
Me: What do you want??
Voice on the other end: What's that in the background?
Me: I'm at a bar.
Voice on the other end: What?
(I walk outside)
Me: I'm at the bar.
Voice on the other end: Oh.
Me: What do you want?
Voice on the other end: Yeah, uh, (insert name here) said that it wasn't him that sent those messages. He said someone grabbed his phone, and was messing with whoever this is.
Me: What?
(phone hangs up)
I went back in and told Brianna, her manager Jerome, and her friend Bob, everything that happened. Jerome & Bob were like "Even if it was one of his boys, he shouldn't have let them talk to you like that." So at around 12:30, I started getting ready to leave, when this cop walks into the bar. I got scared shitless. He started asking for ID, and I was like "Mine's in my car." Bob didn't have his ID on him, so we quick left, and I drove him home, then I came home.
So yeah, that was my fun adventure from Friday. Saturday, I had park recoup at Sesame, and then afterward, I went to the Friday's on Street Road with my mom for dinner. I remembered from the night before that Bob said he worked there, so that's why I wanted to go to that one. I also remembered that my friend Mitch said he worked there too, so since I haven't seen him in awhile, I wanted to go. So I saw Bob & Mitch there, and I gave them both my cell number, and told them to call me. Oh I forgot to mention that Friday I told Bob that I was going to Temple, and he was like "Awesome! Do you know where the bell tower is yet?" and I said yeah, and he was like "I skate there all the time, so if you see me, come say hi, and I'll take you out that night and show you a good time!" That made my day. But yeah, after dinner, I dropped mom off at grandmom's, and then I went to the driving range with Jim McGraw and his cousin. It was fun. Jim's cousin kept asking me where he knew me from, and I was like "I DON'T KNOW!" But yeah, then we went and got ice cream, and then I went to Jim's for a little bit, then home.
Today, I had parade rehearsal. It was fun. I'm so beat though from it. Jim wants me to go see his dad's band play tonite, but since I'm so beat, and I don't feel good, I'm not gonna go.
But yeah, that was my weekend. Next weekend should be better. Prom is Friday, and then probably down to the shore with Amanda on Saturday. I need to talk to you-know-who about Friday. I need to see if he still wants to go, cuz if he decides to piss me off again, I'm gonna tell Brianna to ask Tom or Bob to go with me instead. Bob already said he'd go, so that way I'd still go in the limo with Tamara, but if I decide to go with Tom, I'm gonna have him drive in the Benz!
But yeah, that's it for now. Bye bye!