wow...what a weekend!
Wow, I sure do have a lot to write...
FRIDAY; At around 2pm, I headed out to Arlington Heights to meet up with that guy Keith I met from Face The Jury. I had so much fun! We sat around and watched Jeopardy, played around on his computer, went to the mall and played DDR (I beat him at "Abyss" on Heavy...boo ya!), played some DDR for the computer, smoked mango-flavored Turkish tobacco from a hookah at his friend Jared's house, watched Family Guy & Resident Evil (I fucking love that movie), and ate at Culver's, which I've never been to before. All in all, I had an excellent time. Keith and I have so much in common, it's crazy...right down to how picky we both are. Awesome.
SATURDAY; Thanks to me staying out late at Keith's, I probably got 45 minutes of sleep for work. Ugh! That was hell. So Chuck and I had been playing phone tag since yesterday and it didn't stop after I got off work. Anyways...Kris krisnwo316 ditched our Valentine's Day plans to go hang out with Lauren. Big fucking mistake for two reasons: a) SHE'S A FUCKING DOUCHEBAG and b) breaking our plans on the shittiest holiday a single, unattached person can go through AND doing it during a week where I have been more pissed off at my fucking friends than ever before is NOT, I repeat, NOT A SMART MOVE. And Lauren ended up being a fucking cuntrag ONCE AGAIN, which I hope tells Kris that picking some fucking girl that doesn't care about you at all over your friend who you made a promise to is LAME. I hope it was worth the heartbreak and severely letting down and pissing off a friend. If you keep it up, you'll earn so many frequent flyer miles that your next guilt trip will be completely free of charge (woah I just made that up, I am the coolest).
Aaaaaaaaaaaanyways...so instead of going to dinner at Olive Garden with Kris as my mom, my niece and I had planned, we went to La Mex instead. The service was shitty, my food was icky, and the waiter almost gave me a margarita without carding me before my mom realized what was going on and told him to make it a virgin. Rawr, she should have let me have it! So I came home and layed around for a while, I talked to Chuck a little bit more on the phone, and he said he was going to call me after he got done hanging out at Sarah's Place. He called me later, right before the point where I was starting to lose hope, and told me that he was coming over. Woah. Suprisingly enough, I didn't freak out at all.
He came over and we watched Van Wilder. We were play fighting and cuddling and everything, and eventually we got to talking and he said he wanted me back and I just started crying. I totally let out everything I've been meaning to tell him, about all of the things that need to change if we were to get back together. I'm so proud of myself because I can't really think of anything I left out. For once, I got to say everything I needed to say. It was really hard, though...I was just so hurt at that point and hearing him wanting to come back just drove the knife in even further...it hurt to just sob like a baby again. I told him how this has been the shittiest I've EVER felt in my entire life, and that is 100% true. I can't think of a time when I've been sadder. I told him how I've come to having my first panic attack so many times in these past two months...I just wanted to let him know how agonizing it was for me. And I know it was for him too...I honestly don't think he's meant most of the stuff he's done to me, he deals with things in his own way and I understand that. That doesn't make it hurt any less, but this is just him you know? I'm not justifying him making me feel like crap, but I did wrong stuff too ya know. And we both know that...I told him that things need to change DRAMATICALLY this time around. He says he'll do whatever it takes...and it sucks because I've heard this so many times before, I just hope he's for real, I really hope he is.
So after we talked, we watched another movie and cuddled a whole lot. He stayed the night and I finally got to sleep and wake up next to him after yearning for it for what has seemed like forever and a day. We took a shower at my house, which we've never been able to get away with before but for once in my house, EVERYONE was gone so I decided to seize the moment and get clean wiff mah baby! It was sweet and nice...he washed my hair and my body and I washed him. We laid around all day and watched movies and cuddled, it was so wonderful. He helped me transfer the computer from the loft to my room, and I'm so excited! I haven't had a computer in my room for a long time, it's been a few years...and I'm so happy! If I had tried to do all that myself though, it would have taken me forever and I would have been confused so I'm glad Chuck helped me out (thank you bnabe!). Later on, we went to Sarah's Place and hung out with everyone, it was fun...and now I'm here, relaxing, enjoying myself, and grinning because I'm so happy :)
So in case you didn't understand...yes, me and Chuck are back together.
FRIDAY; At around 2pm, I headed out to Arlington Heights to meet up with that guy Keith I met from Face The Jury. I had so much fun! We sat around and watched Jeopardy, played around on his computer, went to the mall and played DDR (I beat him at "Abyss" on Heavy...boo ya!), played some DDR for the computer, smoked mango-flavored Turkish tobacco from a hookah at his friend Jared's house, watched Family Guy & Resident Evil (I fucking love that movie), and ate at Culver's, which I've never been to before. All in all, I had an excellent time. Keith and I have so much in common, it's crazy...right down to how picky we both are. Awesome.
SATURDAY; Thanks to me staying out late at Keith's, I probably got 45 minutes of sleep for work. Ugh! That was hell. So Chuck and I had been playing phone tag since yesterday and it didn't stop after I got off work. Anyways...Kris krisnwo316 ditched our Valentine's Day plans to go hang out with Lauren. Big fucking mistake for two reasons: a) SHE'S A FUCKING DOUCHEBAG and b) breaking our plans on the shittiest holiday a single, unattached person can go through AND doing it during a week where I have been more pissed off at my fucking friends than ever before is NOT, I repeat, NOT A SMART MOVE. And Lauren ended up being a fucking cuntrag ONCE AGAIN, which I hope tells Kris that picking some fucking girl that doesn't care about you at all over your friend who you made a promise to is LAME. I hope it was worth the heartbreak and severely letting down and pissing off a friend. If you keep it up, you'll earn so many frequent flyer miles that your next guilt trip will be completely free of charge (woah I just made that up, I am the coolest).
Aaaaaaaaaaaanyways...so instead of going to dinner at Olive Garden with Kris as my mom, my niece and I had planned, we went to La Mex instead. The service was shitty, my food was icky, and the waiter almost gave me a margarita without carding me before my mom realized what was going on and told him to make it a virgin. Rawr, she should have let me have it! So I came home and layed around for a while, I talked to Chuck a little bit more on the phone, and he said he was going to call me after he got done hanging out at Sarah's Place. He called me later, right before the point where I was starting to lose hope, and told me that he was coming over. Woah. Suprisingly enough, I didn't freak out at all.
He came over and we watched Van Wilder. We were play fighting and cuddling and everything, and eventually we got to talking and he said he wanted me back and I just started crying. I totally let out everything I've been meaning to tell him, about all of the things that need to change if we were to get back together. I'm so proud of myself because I can't really think of anything I left out. For once, I got to say everything I needed to say. It was really hard, though...I was just so hurt at that point and hearing him wanting to come back just drove the knife in even further...it hurt to just sob like a baby again. I told him how this has been the shittiest I've EVER felt in my entire life, and that is 100% true. I can't think of a time when I've been sadder. I told him how I've come to having my first panic attack so many times in these past two months...I just wanted to let him know how agonizing it was for me. And I know it was for him too...I honestly don't think he's meant most of the stuff he's done to me, he deals with things in his own way and I understand that. That doesn't make it hurt any less, but this is just him you know? I'm not justifying him making me feel like crap, but I did wrong stuff too ya know. And we both know that...I told him that things need to change DRAMATICALLY this time around. He says he'll do whatever it takes...and it sucks because I've heard this so many times before, I just hope he's for real, I really hope he is.
So after we talked, we watched another movie and cuddled a whole lot. He stayed the night and I finally got to sleep and wake up next to him after yearning for it for what has seemed like forever and a day. We took a shower at my house, which we've never been able to get away with before but for once in my house, EVERYONE was gone so I decided to seize the moment and get clean wiff mah baby! It was sweet and nice...he washed my hair and my body and I washed him. We laid around all day and watched movies and cuddled, it was so wonderful. He helped me transfer the computer from the loft to my room, and I'm so excited! I haven't had a computer in my room for a long time, it's been a few years...and I'm so happy! If I had tried to do all that myself though, it would have taken me forever and I would have been confused so I'm glad Chuck helped me out (thank you bnabe!). Later on, we went to Sarah's Place and hung out with everyone, it was fun...and now I'm here, relaxing, enjoying myself, and grinning because I'm so happy :)
So in case you didn't understand...yes, me and Chuck are back together.