It's weird. I saw Rachel a few days ago, and man, was i going through a hurricane of emotions. Of course, i tried to play it off cool, you know, like nothings wrong. But in all reality, when her mom said Hi and Goodbye to me, it made my day. I mean, she's probably the single person in this world that probably wanted to literally kill me at one point. But she swallowed that pride and talked to me. Granted it was two words, but it was something. At first when i saw her, it wasn't a big deal. Whatever, we broke up 7 months ago. As the night went on, and then the next day came about, i realized that every single day of those 7 months, i've missed her. And then i sat there and thought about all of it. Dude, i was a shitty boyfriend. I'm not even going to sugar coat it. I was terrible. I think about all the situations that i would do differently now. I'm not dwelling on it, but i'm learning. I have learned. I'd like to think that with Mista i changed a lot of my old/bad habits. And they worked. Not for her, but for me too. They made me happier. But that's that. It doesn't make me miss her any less. I think i always will. Just like i miss Mic.
Yeah, we're friends, but i still miss us. I always will. You were my first love. The first girl that i not only felt something really strong with, but i had the balls to say something about it. It makes me happy reading all of your posts now. I can tell you are just on cloud nine. You got the boy. I was a shitty ass boyfriend to you too. I've thought about all the moments i would've done differently with you too. And when i look back at them, it makes me see how much you really did care about me. You were one of those girls that i was really proud of having. I loved showing you off to everyone. You know you're attractive. There's no doubt about that. But for a guy like me to get a girl like you was something incredible. Granted, you were a freshman and i was a senior so that probably had something to do with it. But it didn't matter. Not only are you good looking, but you have the heart of a million people. You care so much about, everything. You're passionate.
It seems like everyone is passionate about something. I can't find mine. I don't know what it is that i'm passionate for. Maybe that's a bad thing. I'm not sure. I guess i'll find it eventually. Until then, Optimus Prime it is.
TRANSFORMERS TONIGHT! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I've been SO excited ALL day!!!!!!! But, the only thing that's going to suck about this is that it is a midnight showing, about a 2 hour movie, and i have to open tomorrow at 7. FUCK. Oh well. It'll be worth it!
Decision: Keeping my jeep cause it's just too sexy. Done. Transformation time? I think yes.
Song of the day:
Starry Eyed by Ellie Goulding
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
An Incounter of the Ages
Posted by Big V at 7:41 PM
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Okay, so I tried not to do this but....Encounter is the word.
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