Monthly Archives: September 2013

Day Twenty-Two

11:39 p.m.: Well apparently I’ve crossed the line from seize the night, crazy, wild, single girl to totally lame but perfectly content staying home on a Friday night watching Zoolander person. Oh well. I’ve been working a lot of course. It’s been fun. Never boring of course. No boys are particularly striking my fancy at the moment. A few are trying to hang out. Ex-boyfriend drunkenly tried to get me to go out last night. I didn’t oblige. The highlight of my night has been beating level 350 in candy crush. Mother fuckin thing had me stuck for 3 months. Anyways hooray!

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Day Twenty-One

1:09 a.m.: Totally lame tonight. Oh well I need to catch up on sleep anyways. Have kind of patched things up with No Longer F No Longer WB, at least enough so that we can have a civil conversation and be in a group without it being awkward at all. One thing is for damn sure; I’ll never trust him again. Oh well. Band Guy has been texting me. He’s nice. We haven’t hung out yet though even though he asked me too. We’ll see.

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Day Twenty

2:24 a.m.: Just got home from night out for one of my best friends’ birthdays.  Naturally No Longer F No Longer WB was there.  I was expecting it.  It’s been long enough now that we just comfortably ignored each other for most of the night.  After we were both adequately inebriated he ended up saying what’s up to me but we were sitting in a group and it wasn’t a big deal.  I can’t even imagine having sex with him again.  He’s just so unappealing to me now.  Band Guy was there too.  He gave me a big hug.  He was playing all night, and I eventually came up to him and said he needed to quit it and hang out with me.  He smiled and did.  Apparently he didn’t text me a few weeks ago because my number didn’t save in his phone.  He even showed me.  Weird.  Anyways I could totally tell he was into me.  He’s sweet for sure, but I’m not enamored or anything.  Oh well.  It’ll feel good to be chased.

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Day Nineteen

11:22 a.m.: Get a group text from this guy I used to kind of talk to last summer. I went away to school and we both got serious with other people so it never turned into anything. He’s still with his girl. I’m not really sure what to call him besides 28-year-old Who Seems to Have a Crush on Me. You’ll see why.

9:47 p.m.: Don’t get over to his house til half time. I know everyone here from hanging out with him so much last summer. Also me and his sister were in the same grade at the same school from K-8, so I guess you could say we all go back a while in some way or another. Anyways we all start drinking and having a good time.

12:11 a.m.: We all start talking about going out and the only one who can’t is Seems to Have a Crush’s girlfriend (I forgot to mention she just graduated high school). Anyways she starts crying saying he can’t go and don’t leave me and all this. Ugh drama. And his sister starts crying because she doesn’t want to deal with her crazy bullshit. Lord. Anyways we all eventually get to the bar, much to my surprise. On the way there all the guys in the car are literally singing songs about how great I am. I should’ve recorded that shit.

2:45 a.m.: On the way back from the bars. Seems to Have a Crush is now proclaiming that he’s going to marry me and that I’m a bomb ass bitch. He’s really fucking drunk.

3:33 a.m.: Holy Shit. He’s all over me in front of his girlfriend while simultaneously telling her to shut up and go away. So weird. Oddly enough she doesn’t make a huge deal out of it. He says loudly that I’m the prettiest girl in the world. I just hope she didn’t hear. It eventually gets to be too much and we all leave.

4:58 a.m.: Text from my best friends brother who is best friends with Seems to Have a Crush. “That was weird!!” I come back with “Which fucking part??” To which he replies “hahahahaha But I was referring to how awkward it was when **** was hugging all over you in front of her!!” Well if someone else noticed now its totally awkward. I was just trying to play it off but whatever. We talk a while about how dysfunctional their relationship is and stuff. We both don’t understand why they’re together.

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Day Eighteen

1:22 a.m.: Just got home from hanging out with Boss’s Friend. It was pretty obvious that all he was interested in was sex. He wasn’t overly aggressive or anything, though. He tried to get me to stay the night with him, and I debated it, but after a lot of me saying all I wanted to do was sleep and him saying that’s fine, I finally asked if I should trust him and he said, “Probably not.” So I took his advice and left. He kissed me goodbye, but I doubt I’ll be hearing from him again. Oh well. He’s not as sweet as I thought he was. When I got home, I was getting out of my car and this black guy was walking by. I kind of freaked out but I decided to be nice and just say hi while I was walking in. He said, “Girl you’re gorgeous. You’re probably married. I’ll tell you what don’t let anyone cheat you.” The universe is funny sometimes.

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Day Seventeen

1:16 p.m.: Headed back home. Friend is coming with me so he can pick up a car. I’m glad to not have to drive back alone. It makes it go by faster. I ask him his opinion about Boss’s Friend. He says it’s likely he might try up have sex with me but not for sure. Sex makes everything complicated. Fuck.

11:50 p.m.: Been texting with Boss’s Friend for a while. He says he’s “excited for our movie night on Friday.” I’m afraid I really want this to be something it’s not, which is cute and romantic while in reality he’s just going to try to get laid. Merp.

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Day Sixteen

4:22 p.m.:  Off to Bloomington!  Went to the gym today so I don’t feel like a total lump later.

7:34 p.m.:  Decide to go to my friend’s apartment before I go to see the guy I’m staying with.  I don’t know the guy I’m staying with very well, I guess I’ll call him Gender Studies Friend because that’s the class we met in a year or so ago.  We’ve kept in vague touch.  Friendly, never anything sexual.

12:01 a.m.:  Been pregaming with my friends, finally got out the door and meet Gender Studies Friend and his roommates at a party.  We don’t even go inside it’s so packed, we decide to head to the bars.  Me and my friends drink more in the car before we go in.  Fireball.  It just tastes so good.  I never take shots, but hey, I’m on vacation.

1:?? a.m.:  I’m losing track of time.  Drunk.  At some point Gender Studies Friend and I go down and watch the band.  I see a few people I know.  Hugs and excitement and all that.  By the time we leave I’ve had 3 double Vodka Cranberries.  Drunkerer.

2:09 a.m.:  Gender Studies friend wants to leave so we head back to his house.  Hang out with some of his roommates and his friends for a little bit and then get in bed.

3:11 a.m.:  Ugh.  He’s trying relentlessly to have sex with me.  At first I’m just blatantly too drunk to have sex, but he tries for so long that eventually I just give in.  I told myself I wouldn’t, but hey, I’m on vacation.  Go back and forth between feeling guilty and not giving a shit.  Land on trying to forget it.

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