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Update-- Jenny is home. She is going to "Day Therapy" because the doctors are too big of pussies to keep her in extended care. I think they are fucking morons. But, what do I know? I've only been there for them for half of it. Everyone else is pissed off too. Except Jenny...I don't know how she feels about it.
hmm...
In other news, I am single again, this time of my own volition. Sorry...If I am going to give someone a second chance, they have to be willing to actually BE there and put forth some sort of an effort towards that second chance. After he bailed on me for Indiana...he went to a party with friends from work and proceeded to not only sprain his ankle, but then get pulled over driving himself home drunk from said party. And, then he proceeded to bail on me for the anniversary party and my friend Sara's wedding this weekend, which he promised me he would be here for. All of this I could have overlooked if he would have seemed...I don't know. I don't know if I could have overlooked it. We shouldn't have gotten back together in the first place...everyone was right about that. But at least now I know that I'm not in love with him...and probably never was...and on top of that, I had the chance to break up with HIM. Petty and childish...perhaps. I dunno...we're still going to be friends...or try to be. *shrug* C'est la vie, right? Right.......
I'm left with this vague feeling that I need to be punished for something...and I can't say why, really, except that the feeling is there...
And my attempt to quit smoking...yeah...not gonna happen this week...sorry lungs...just can't do it...
hmm...
In other news, I am single again, this time of my own volition. Sorry...If I am going to give someone a second chance, they have to be willing to actually BE there and put forth some sort of an effort towards that second chance. After he bailed on me for Indiana...he went to a party with friends from work and proceeded to not only sprain his ankle, but then get pulled over driving himself home drunk from said party. And, then he proceeded to bail on me for the anniversary party and my friend Sara's wedding this weekend, which he promised me he would be here for. All of this I could have overlooked if he would have seemed...I don't know. I don't know if I could have overlooked it. We shouldn't have gotten back together in the first place...everyone was right about that. But at least now I know that I'm not in love with him...and probably never was...and on top of that, I had the chance to break up with HIM. Petty and childish...perhaps. I dunno...we're still going to be friends...or try to be. *shrug* C'est la vie, right? Right.......
I'm left with this vague feeling that I need to be punished for something...and I can't say why, really, except that the feeling is there...
And my attempt to quit smoking...yeah...not gonna happen this week...sorry lungs...just can't do it...