I will be using a sick day at work.
I will party two nights in a row, with two different groups of people.
Breakfast optional on Saturday. Might hit the school later in the morning. Gonna see if K wants to come, too.
Um...Scotty...had a discussion with Jenn on Saturday about all of it, and she made a good point to me.
There's something to say about the fact that we NEVER get a chance to talk anymore, and when we do it's always...not good. Enter the leash theory.
If you have to strategically choose your words, so as not to actually say you love me, then you don't. If you loved me, you'd say it...regardless of whatever else is happening in your life. Love is the only thing that you can get away with, when everything else is crazy.
I have been here so many times before...I feel sometimes that it's meant to happen, and at other times I feel like i'm masochistic, because I keep subjecting myself to it. I keep trying to maintain a relationship that is unmaintainable. It's like using crazy glue to keep shattered china in tact...it does the trick, but it can't be the way it was, before. It's together, but it's ugly, instead of beautiful, like it was made.
Who knows, man. I love the guy and i'm tired of loving him alone...
But, as always, one door closes and another closed door, reopens. I'm expecting a call any day, now.
For now, I must sleep. Must rest up for the ultimate PARTY WEEKEND!!!! YEAH!!! :D:D:D