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2005-09-02 23:02:41 ET Tonight blew ass. I went to a concert, originally just to see my friend Ty's band. But once I showed up, my ex-boyfriend Kyle's band, Secnd Best (no...no "O") was playing as well!-Yeah...I'm sure you can imagine how fuckin' psyched I was to see him! Anyway...I walk up and he's smoking, which was VERY unusual because when I smoked he would flip a shit every time I lit up. He was also really skinny...like sickly skinny. I think he's lost probably close to 60 pounds? The last time I saw him was *thinks* probably 2 or 3 months ago...and he was still heavier. So I thought that was weird. But he was very offish to me, when he did talk to me...the third thing he said to me was "Do you have a boyfriend?" I said..."YES". Ugh...I hate seeing him. Oh and later that night he said in front of a huge group of people. "When did your tits get so huge? They weren't that big when we fucked...". I was fucking irate. First, because that's fucking embarrassing. Second, I felt really sort of hurt...all I was is a fuck? I dunno, I think that would hurt anyone? I think I feel the weirdest being around him because he's the only person that ever broke up with me. I've always done the dumping. Oh, except for in 7th grade I got dumped...but that doesn't really count. Overall I guess the night was fine. I meet Elvis and saw some crazy guy dance like James Brown. Oh...and fuck the new Paris Theatre. Contemplating Rocky...I want to go. But I WILL NOT be ignored and..I don't really want to break any faces. (Anna knows what I mean) |
