Friday, I went to Hoboken to see some friends and party. I don't think I will ever drive into that city again, I'll just park at my godmother's and take the train in. The bars were a little boring just because there wasn't a lot of people and I don't like house music. I guess I'm more of a club type person, I have a lot of energy to burn. But it was a really good time with the girls and I can't wait to do it again.
Earlier I received 3 texts in a row from CBG and then a call. Just when I thought he's given up and I'm in the clear, ugh. I contemplated for a while whether to read the texts or not because I didn't want to get all pissed off again or be tempted to respond to try to put him in his place. Well, I drunkenly decided to read the texts. He said he doesn't care about our "falling out" and that I should go over this weekend. Really? He acts like I'm the one that did something wrong and he's forgiving me and gotten over it. He's such an idiot. He's the one that did a lot wrong even when he promised to not do it again time and time again, so of course it doesn't bother him. He's put me through enough abuse, I'm not trying to put up with that again. And yeah, like I'm going to completely rearrange my plans just to go see him after I haven't spoke to him in... I don't even know how long anymore (almost 2 months?). It's obvious what he wants and I don't care. Point is, I'm proud of myself for reading the texts and having no emotions in response to it. I just kinda went "ha" and that was it.
I'm such a guy. I don't deal with this clingy/needy crap. I feel like guys got so used to girls always being clingy and needing a lot of attention that when they find one that isn't like that, they don't know what to do and adopt the "female" role. They should embrace it and take the opportunity to still enjoy their lives while they can and be happy to have a girl who is letting them be free yet still have someone to "go home to". Where's that guy?
Sunday, June 19, 2011
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