Inner Musings

Monday, April 15, 2002

Ah yes. Back to the story. So, on Valentine's day, we were supposed to hang out, you know, what with us being together and what not. I got in a fight with my parents, so nothing happened. The next day, we decided. I paged him, but he never called back, and I didn't hear from him for two days. No, three. It was ridiculous. I was PISSED. So, I finally hear from him, and I let him know how angry I was. He was starting to wheel me back in, when I started talking to our mutual friend Carlos. It seems that he'd asked Carlos to lie for him. I lost it then, and told him that I didn't want to date him anymore. I tried to be his friend for the longest time, two or three months. He never gave up on the idea that we'd be together, couldn't understand why I didn't want to be with him. And it started not only being about what he had did, but how he reacted when things ended: not very well at all. It didn't seem as though he could respect my reasons or even remotely understand where I was coming from.

Then, one night I was hanging out with Lisa and her boyfriend Lee at Lee's house, where there was a party. I met Kennen, who was hot beyond belief, and I started talking to him. Eventually, I got very tipsy, and we hoooked up. Zac came by and saw me sitting with him.

The next night, my tires were slashed and my stereo was stolen; Michael and Zac were picked up in a stolen car with eight stereos in the backseat.

Anemone Ra 10:48 AM