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I don't know why I let Brad piss me off.
too bad I actually like his friends. Too bad I hadn't really met them until this summer.
One of the guys, I went to school with til grade three. I had a crush on him when I was really little. Anyways. I've been talking to him on icq since before I even started going out with Brad..and that was kinda sorta January 99...And I JUST "met" him at the beginning of the summer. I don't like that I intimidate his friends.
My dad's secretary was telling Mike and I the "uses" for tongue rings. She's about 50 years old. Mike and I reaaaaalllllly didn't want to hear about it. Ugh.
Blech!
Pat's coming home soon...I've actually missed the guy. My best friend for 11 years, the one that I always called to come over at four in the morning, the one that sat with me on my front porch, always, everyweekend until morning...He always hated being in my house because he doesn't get along with my brothers :P Then we started dating. Sept. 98. Pretty quickly after Trev and I broke up. And then Pat...always Pat, now, never Patrick anymonre...and I broke up and I started seeing brad a week afterwards and then brad and I broke up and I was with Bryan that same day. Hmph.
So after Pat and I broke up, things went to hell. He lives...lived across the street from me and I don't think I saw him again before he left for university. Mean icq messages, mean phone calls. *sighs*
Anyways. We've kind of built up some kind of a friendship, thanks to ICQ. HOpefully we don't fight when I see him again soon...
I don't think I NEED to be in a relationship. With Bry, my life is better with him in it, but it wouldn't be HORRIBLE without him...had I never met him, I would have probably been quite happy to be single again, seeing as I haven't done that in almost four years. With a few dates with other guys and girls thrown in there. RandySarahDanielDaytonMatthewJoeAnthony. Anthony. I haven't seen him in so long. Joe...Ugh, Joe. I don't even want to see him again. Dayton is in Sarnia this weekend will I see him? Likely not. As much as I miss him, as much as what he did for me has made my life better...I don't know if I can deal with the kind of baggage our friendship had. How could I ever be with him? Our parents plotting how many kids we'd have, much like Bev and Chris over Brad and Jessica. Brad...looks like his father, truly his mothers son, no matter how much he pretends to hate her and what she stands for. I saw his grandma and grandpa again the other night, his grandma hugged me and asked me over for Thanksgiving dinner. I actually missed them. And Kaylie and Tanya and Sam. And his cousins from texas. And bob, linda, and bill, his aunt and uncles. Hmmmm. Anyways. I ramble, too much, too often. Far too often.
Matthew. I'll probably never see him again. Pictures of use taken together that last week of school, the first time I stood next to him in over three years. Since that summer that I was 15 and I wasn't concerned with what anyone thought of me and I didn't care if I had a boyfriend and I didn't care that Trev cheated on me at any given chance. I liked Trev's family, too. Nicole and Brandie I still talk to. Nicole really turned out to be incredibly beautiful. Who would have known, from the quiet insecure girl that I knew four years ago. I think I miss my friends from then. The friendships that took no maintanence and the friendships with people that would backstab as often as they pleased.
Fucking hell.
So, in just over two weeks, a new part of my life starts.
I'm almost glad that I'm paying all my expenses for the first year, at least. More independence, I don't exactly have to answer to my parents or feel any obligations towards them "Just because they're paying for my education". When they asked for permission to see my grades, I could tell them no and not feel bad at all.
I associate different music and tastes with certain times of my life.
The music has been Dave matthews band, the taste, raspberries. And frozen yogurt. A new kind everytime, right?
Speaking of which, off i go to get some.
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