Okay... Spring Break....
There's a lot to talk about.
On Monday I went trying on prom dresses in Modesto, the closest place to home that has a mall. Every damn thing I tried on was too small, or too big. Is it stupid and girly that I went home and cried about it? I felt rather dumb afterwords. My grandma felt bad and so she's making me a dress. That cheered me up a bit.
I didn't really do s**t after that. I fought with my boyfriend almost everytime we talked on the phone on Tuesday. He has his reasons for being an a**, he's in a lot of pain, etc. I had the stomach flu, and felt like s**t. I got kinda fed up with him, which suprised me later, since I try to be a patient person when it comes to listening to other people's problems, and I completely snapped. Woo, bitchfest for Peanut. He hung up and didn't call me for the rest of the week. I can't really blame him, but I was not myself those few days. Pasta talked to him later in the week and I guess he was still really pissed off, since he bitched about me the entire conversation.
We've been back in school for two, almost three days, and he still hasn't talked to me. I haven't talked to him either. He want's to have someone to be mad at, it might as well be me.
So break sucked a**. I'm really mopey right now, but at least I'm not crying my eyes out like I was when I faught with Pasta- maybe that's a sign, I'm closer to my friends than I am with my boyfriend.
I really hope we get past this.
No real risk of him reading this- he quit Gaia at some point.
Things are good with my friends, at least. Actually, they're great. I met this cool goth/punk girl named Andrea who likes the same stuff my friends and I do. Which kicks a**.
(: Yay, angst is over. Huzzah to the plushie kitty for making me happy.
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