HAhaha... that was quick guys. I was considering deleting the thread entirely but anyway. I might as well give some backstory, that way you can all call me a moron
First off though, thanks for all the suggestions, and I agree, no dating anytime soon.
I fell in love with this girl when I was 17 (right there you all go, "first problem") hehe... she was my best friend since like middle school (yet again, "second problem"), she lives in my neighborhood .8 miles away... 2 twisty's down. ("third issue" right?). Anyway. Its the usual high school sweetheart bull****. We dated junior and senior year and then she went off to college (Boston college, 1631 miles away from Miami... sick that I know the mileage but google maps is just so accurate). The first year wasn't bad everything was kosher... then the bull**** started happening around year 2, and slowly her friends were more important than I was every month she stayed up there (coming down for breaks, hollidays, and summer), and it got worse and worse...
so finally, she graduates school and comes home.. and in my mind, "I did my time" like a convict, I waited 4 years for this girls arrival, and when she got home she was sad about school being over, but she wasn't acting like we were even together... to get a kiss out of her was next to impossible, and to sleep with her took a night of drinking to "set the mood" (no I didn't drug her, she was conscious, and she didn't puke)... but I still felt like a rapist because the only way I could get any affection out of her was under the influence of alcohol... so I let this go on for about a week... I voiced my thoughts to her. She cried... I told her she had to prove herself to me. She cried... I told her I would give her some time. She cried... And so another week went by... still no progress... It was like being in a monogamous friendship with someone I can't makeout with or sleep with. I voice my thoughts once more... give her more time.... another week goes by.... by now I've tried everything to make her comfortable in the relationship again... movies, dinner, lunch, breakfast in bed... all that noise. Then today I finally couldn't take it anymore, and I brought up some more junk that was bothering her, and begged her for some honesty... and I finally said "I can't be with you". She ran up stairs. Cried. I went up to try and tell her some things, to no avail. "Please leave" I did... and then its been about 3 lengthy emails from her telling me what an ******* I am, and all this hatred stuff... and breaking me down and all that noise... and now I'm here... not hungry, but going to eat dinner anyway. Then I'm going out with my boy... and this fine female friend of his who last time we went out was quoted saying "I'd hit that", in reference to me! So, as long as I get to flirt with her this evening and try and keep my mind off all this mess I should be alright for at least a bit.
To top everything off... I also was on my way home from school in my car, and got pulled over on the turnpike because I got cut off by a dump truck who dumped all these pebbles on my hood and windshield... so I sped around him cut him off, flicked him off, and sure enough a trooper pulled a u-turn. I had an old envelope in my car with old insurance card, old registration, so I got nailed with 3 tickets. One for doing 80 in a 60 ("I'm being nice, you were actually doing 90) and the rest for the obvious. Needless to say, I have run out of nerves today... and I have homework to do, but I don't even feel like going to class tomorrow. This rant is getting lengthy so I'll drop it here.
lemme try some individual responses to your replies:
, I'm definitely going boozing... though I have an appointment at the DMV tomorrow afternoon so they can stamp "...and motorcycles" on my license. and the split was not my fault... and I'm working on the knee deep in guts part... though I now have to buy condoms. (Haven't used one in 4 years.... I was on yasmin
, I won't be dating for a while thats for sure... I got my boy making sure of that because I'm somewhat of a serial monogamer (sp?) But I will be looking at your contest photos.... (tell the hubby I'm sorry... but I need it right now
I wish I were strong enough to be so cold... but its not in my blood... I'm working on the rebound chick as previously stated.
I wish I could afford an italian bike right now, but I don't think riding it under the influence of strong emotions would help anything... good idea though... that and I might get burned tryna stick it in the back of a fine italian beauty
I might finish off my bottle of Cabo Wabo I got in my bait fridge in the garage... nothing like tequilla that smells like fish
has been my best friend since its inception... it also kept me loyal... pr0n is my friend...
Thanks everyone... I'll keep you posted if anything changed. Thanks for the kind words and love!