worst.
weekend.
ever.
i'll tell you from the beginning. throughout the past week, me and my exboyfriend, Mike, had been talking a lot. there were times where we'd talk on the phone, tell eachother to call the other person later, or stuff like that. and it was fine. he was being nice, and normal and not an idiot. that was a relief.
thursday night he calls me and tells me that he's going to come down for the weekend. i was like, "oh alright, that should be good". because i hadn't seen Mike in about a week, and he has somethings that i would like to have.. you know, so that's good, too. so we talked about it. we talked about where he was going to sleep, and we pretty much decided that he was going to sleep with me. when i talked to Katie about this, she thought that it was an absolutely awful idea, and that i was making a huge mistake by letting him sleep in the same bed as me. especially since when we broke up, it wasn't really on good terms, and because of the way our relationship was (and the fact that i might not have been able to control myself). i looked past that and said it was no big deal and that he could sleep with me and everything would be alright.
he gets here friday night, late afternoon. he gets out of the car with enough baggage to last him a fucking week. i am confused. we go upstairs to the room and him, and our friend Josh that came, too, drop all their stuff off. alright, the whole middle of the room is covered in crap. that's cool, i'll try to not think about that.
we all go to Shafer with Nick, Grant, Hunter and Laney. this is at 10 o'clock. Shafer is no longer full of food, it is full of shit. i am upset. i eat cereal, and pizza. it is satisfying, for the moment. once we're all done, we go outside to smoke a cigarette. Mike reveals that he has taken 3 Codine pills. he tells us this 2 minutes before he throws up in the bushes. now i am regretting that food.
while we were eating Mike was constantly saying things that were intended to get attention. this is the one thing that i could NEVER stand about him. he always does this when he's around people that he feels like he needs to compete with them for my attention. i don't give a shit, and i ignore him. he is upset. sometimes i think that he has more of a vagina than i do.
once we were done smoking our cigarettes, we decide that we need to go to 7-Eleven. this is our usual night. Shafer, then 7-Eleven, then back to someone's dorm. Mike and Josh seem upset that they aren't at a party drinking. again, i do not give a shit. Mike continues to have a snobby attitude through the entire time that we are walking to and from 7-Eleven. Josh realizes that he's being a little bitch, and wants to get away from him. i am on his side. we start trying to think of ways to get rid of him. it's not as easy as we thought.
eventually, our friend Meghan calls Mike and we get rid of him and Josh. all of their stuff is still in our room. me and Katie go on to do whatever we would do. Josh and Mike go hang out with Meghan and her friends, while me and Katie hang out with ours. this is fine by me, and i am happy that Mike is no longer in my sight. around 3 in the morning, i have to go downstairs to sign Mike and Josh back into the dorm. i am annoyed at this.
once they are upstairs, i give Josh the pillow that i have on my bed because it was already established that he was sleeping on the floor. Josh is an agreeable person, and this is why i like him. i lay down in my bed, the lights are still on, but i'm ready to go to sleep. Mike sits on the edge of my bed and acts as if he is watching t.v. i know that he is just waiting for me to tell him to sleep in my bed with me. unfortunately for him, this is not going to happen.
i can't really remember what i said, or did to make him realize that he wasn't sleeping with me, but he got the picture. him and Josh slept next to eachother. Josh was comfortable enough, and i didn't care about Mike, so i fell right asleep.
upon waking up in the morning, i have to listen to Mike bitch at me about how awful it was to sleep on the floor. he still does not realize that i do not give a shit. i try not to talk to him. he gets more upset.
we get rid of Mike and Josh early on. they go to Belle Isle, we go to Five Guys. they hang out with their NoVa people, we hung out with our RVa people. i was happy now. i had no idea where they were, and i was fine with that.
i get a text from Meghan in the afternoon saying that Mike fell into the river and he is soaking wet and broke his phone. i act as if i am asleep and do not answer the phone. Mike needs to take a shower, but that does not affect me, and i still do not answer the phone. Meghan attempts to call from someone elses phone. i still do not answer. i am slick; she does not realize this.
the day goes on, i don't see Mike or Josh at all during the day except in the morning. once it starts to get dark out, me and Katie start thinking about what we're going to do that night. Nick, Katie and i go to Shafer -- without Grant or Hunter because they went home to see their girlfriends. gay.
after Shafer, we go back to Nick's dorm room to play video games until we go to this party that we heard about earlier. i still have not heard from Mike or Meghan.
i get a text from Meghan at around 11 o'clock. it says "so Mike and Josh totally walked off and went somewhere and they don't have a phone or know where they are. fuckin idiots." i laugh a little bit, and then realize that this is probably not a good situation. i tell Meghan that i don't care, and i don't know what to tell her. there is nothing that i can do. i am, again, confused.
Grant comes home from Warsaw, and we hang out with him for a little bit. then Nick, Grant, Katie and me all decide to go to this party with some of my friends that i know through Wesley. this party is across Broad, and i'm slightly hesitant. the thought of beer overrules the threat of getting raped and i continue to walk towards the party.
we walk into this backyard. there are atleast 150 people there. i am taken aback. Hilary finds the keg when we see feet in the air. keg stand = keg. keg = beer. beer = happy. i am slightly relieved. then we realize there are no more cups. Grant says that this party must be B.Y.O.B. now i'm annoyed. we decide to leave.
we go to Aladdin instead and get a hookah. this is calming, and i'm enjoying myself.
then Katie sees Mike and Josh walking outside the hookah bar. they see me and i run outside. i yell at them for being idiots. Mike has an attitude problem. this does not shock me. i ask them if they are stupid. they say that Meghan and everyone left them at the front of this party and they decided to just walk away. i ask them if they realize that we have been looking for them for the past 2 hours. they both have attitudes now. this pisses me off.
Meghan comes up behind us. i didn't know how she found us, and i was amazed at that. we both yelled at them for another few minutes and then i decided i was going to go back into Aladdin. i told Meghan to call me if she needed me because at this point Mike and Josh were still going to stay the night in our room.
we finished at the hookah bar and went back into Grants room in Johnson. we were going to watch a movie, but the process of that took over 20 minutes and Hilary decided that she didn't want to walk back to GRC at 4 in the morning. i understand this. i wouldn't want to get mugged either. i go to sign her out.
we start to watch Pan's Labyrinth, but decided that we didn't want to actually think about a movie. Katie and Grant went to go get The 40-Year-Old Virgin. this movie requires no thought process at all. i'm calmed.
by 3 o'clock i am falling asleep in Grants bed. i decide that i need to go back to my room. Meghan calls me because Mike needs to get all his shit out of my room. i am so incredibly happy at hearing this. Mike is not sleeping in our room. this means a night free of bitching. i am estatic.
i wake up this morning at 10 o'clock because Mike has left his phone charger. i curse at the top of my bed because he is such an idiot. then i get the charger and go downstairs to give it to him. he tells me that i have the wrong charger. i curse some more. i bring the right charger down. he tells me to go back to sleep. i grunt and turn around. at this point i just want him to leave.
and now here i am. i may have been stressed into getting a cold. today will be spent doing homework. i have to finish this one art project that is a major pain in my ass. i will talk to Wesley today though, and that makes me happy. i miss him a lot. but there's only 2 more weeks left before i see him. that also makes me happy.