...today was terrible. I haven't slept for 36 hours, nor eaten. i mean, i've lost weight but its been really sad..ok let me start from the beginning:
So yesterday Philander called me and set up a breakfeast date. i was very excited because he was taking me to my favorite resturant: McDonalds!!! he said i could have as much food as i wanted to celebrate my success thus far. that night i went to get a pedicure, manicure, got a hair cut, and then went home and took a bath in oil and candles with a layer of vasaline, so that i'd be super soft ;) ...then i went to bed and set my alarm for 5 to get in 2 miles then get everything ready for my date at 9:30.
He picked me up and we set off for McDonalds. on the way we talked and laughed and sang to the songs on the radio..it was very romantic. he seemed to be building everything up for a proposal so i just went along with it. we got there and i ordered 10 different things which i wont mention. i got a seat in a corner where no one could see us and when he came back with our food, he set it down and then got to one knee!!!!! ...but he just tied his shoe and wiped his nose. anyway we continued to eat and then we finished, and NOTHING HAPPENED. i was so mad when he dropped me off, that i wouldn't even let him kiss me. i just got out of the car and went in my house then, crying, watched him drive away.
the next 3 hours i just sat on my couch thinking about what happened and realized, he didn't do anything wrong. maybe he just wasn't ready! i felt kind of bad, so i decided i'd drive to his house and apoligize and let him get some of my kisses! so i hopped on my scooter and went to his house a couple miles away. when i got to his house i went to the back of his house like i usually do before i knock on his door and looked through his back window. and there he was! kissing and playing footsies with another girl! i was in shock. i couldn't move. i started crying and ran back to the front of his house, grabbed my scooter and went home!
ever since then i've been crying on my couch, not being able to do anything but stare at the ceiling remembering that view. all this time i thought he loved me when he was with this other girl! i dont think i could ever forgive him! ...i dont know. i'll talk to him tomorrow about it and see what he was doing. maybe it was a stuffed animal or something...cause you know what they say: if you see your boyfriend making out with some other girl...it may be their stuffed animal!! hahahahahhoohhwaaaaa!!! i hope thats what it is :( |