MANLY MOOD SWINGS | 09/18/2009 |
MANLY MOOD SWINGS
This shall be another night where i only get a whopping 3 hours of sleep. so i went to bed at about midnight and i was in the middle of the best and funniest dream EVER. i was dancing in the middle of this big arena/bar and it was just way cool and i was having a contest with a guy in unbreathable skinny on who could do the splits better and right when i drop into mine... THE PHONE RINGS. can you guess who it is? oh hello timothy.
[btw to fill you in; we/he decided that it would be the end for us foreal this time yesterday. he is supposed to bring my stuff and i'm gonna give the sim card for the phone back and mayyybe the ring, if mentioned. he said "i'm not what you want me to be" and then my response was "i wouldn't change you, i wouldn't have been with you if i didn't like the true you." and then he had a date the other night but i wan't supposed to know that. but ok back to the main story.
(at 3am!)
Him: hey i don't know when i can give you your stuff. i work tomorrow and i have plans.
Me (partially asleep): it's cool we'll do it whenever.
Him: well alright bc i have plans tomorrow night
Me: yea ok
Him: what are you doing
Me: wellll i was in the middle of the world's most amazing dream
Him: and what's that
Me: i was dancing in this big arena bar type caged in thing and i was having a contest with jake webster, ya know maury's friend? and he always wears those nut huggers and his pants ripped when he tried to do the splitss! (keep in mind i'm still thinking it's the most hilarious thing since i had just woke up from it) well.. i guess you had to be there to understand
Him: HOW THE FUCK COULD I HAVE BEEN THERE?
Me: whaaaatt?
Him: HOW THE FUCK COULD I HAVE FUCKING BEEN THERE?
Me: uhh how much did you drink?
Him: what?! enough!
and it went from that to him talking some crazy shit about his ex girlfriend won't left him see his daughters and he hasn't seen them in 2 weeks, then he said a month. he just saw them monday! that's how i knew he was off his ass. and i had heard from his cousin that he had almost gotten arrested the other day but i didn't know exactly why and his neighbors are the kind we hate. they talk so much shit and try to get you in trouble for having an outside dog. they said he's fuckin every chic on the block and he's the drug dealer and all kinds of dumb shit. so i guess his neighbor was outside talking shit and my dear timmy decided to try to hit him and someone called the po-po's. then he started talking all kinds of shit saying "all you bitches are the same" and normally i woulda went off on him and told him how wrong he is but i just let him vent bc i know he's just acting retarded. he said that all bitches are the same; they want your money and they're addicted to what the dick did. i said "oh is that how i was?" he said "well yea pretty much." then he changed his mind. WHAT MONEY DO YOU HAVE TO BLOW? then somewhere in there he brought up us again and said that i had made him happy and shit. he said i can do so much better than him and he's got so much shit going on that i don't need to be involved with. he was kinda trying to push me away and he was like "DO YOU KNOW WHERE I WAS LAST NIGHT? AND WHERE I'M GOING TOMORROW NIGHT?" i said "no that's not my business anymore." he kept saying he doesn't trust hiself and all kinds of crap tryna push me away. he's scared because he had serious feelings and now he's pushing it all away. ya see, he's went through A LOTT with that last chic. i mean she cheated on him with a mexican and then when the baby came out tried to say the baby's white? not a chance in hell. especially when one of his daughters says "Brooke, Cayle don't look like me. Mommy said she looks like Carlos." but anyway he said all kinds of crazy BS about commiting sucicide and i was talking to him but i wasn't babying him. i told him that his daughters need him and he doesn't have time to waste with his babies bc they're growing up more and more everyday. and i told him how much potential he has and he needs to do something about it. he was saying things how everyone wants him to be just like his dad (his dad is cuckoo for cocoa puffs) and he's already on that road and all that. i told him that no one wanted that and it's never too late to turn in around, fuck the law, make a u turn!
we talked about a lot of other BS too and when we hung up he said "i'll see you soon. sometime. maybe." and it was all in a weak voice and honestly did scare me. i called his cousin/my best friend and told her to just have Grandma check on him when she talks to him in normal hours. she was gonna run down to his house but, she knows him and she said he's just drunk. he was like that right after Jen.. i told her i didn't really want him to know that i had called her about it just because ya know?
ANYWAY! happy news. i am now a partially legal driver. oh btw, i did get my car!! and i finally got my permit today. but i'm sorry to whoever is reading my book i just typed.
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ryc: well every shitty day has atleast one high point; you just have to learn not to look past it