I am going to breath.
I'm not going to track down Dumbass and beat the living tar out of him.
I'm not.
Not not not not.
But I really want to.
I'm going to try and calm down and write an entry about other things before I explain why I want to beat him up. Because I don't want to freak out and hyperventilate.
I'm trying to get better over here and he has to go and pull some bullshit.
Fuck.
Right... so good things.
I need to think about good things.
I'm exercising now. I swam a few laps the other day when I went to the pool with my Crazy.
That was good.
I had a mini breakdown cause I couldn't do as many as I thought I should/could.
I used to be good at it. That was the only class in gym that I didn't borderline pass with a "C".
I'm supposed to be able to swim laps.
That was the only thing I could do really.
I don't run (I swear to anything my legs just weren't built for it), and I'm certainly not coordinated enough for anything with balls.
Dirty
I haven't really swam in a long time though.
I haven't exercised in along time. A brisk walk if I'm gonna be late for work is all I'll get to.
So I'm going to try and work my way back into it.
Going to water aerobics class with Crazy now though.
It was the first night tonight.
Was pretty fun.
Okay I'm a little better.
I can type this and not freak the hell out.
I will admit it.
I am a bit of a facebook stalker.
I saw that Pete changed his status today, and since he's hardly ever on, I clicked his profile.
It says he's no longer listed as single.
His info hasn't changed any, by that I mean he has no relationship status.
His status says something about a bar and Morgen.
He has a friend named Morgan (has a private profile)... and I know the boy can't type.
So he might have just spelled her name wrong... I hate this.
I hate being jealous... and since her profile is private I can't even go all super stalker and check her out.
I hate this.
I don't know if I hate the fact that I'm jealous or that I might need to fall out of love with that jerk... I hate not being able to think... or breath.
I'm going to bed.
Right now... not all things are good.
I need to see the boy and talk to him.
I almost got into a fight with both of my brothers for him.
He'd better be worth it.
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