Right now, Saturdays in reality are my "Sundays" since I start my work week back up early Sunday mornings. So on Saturdays I like to sleep in, if possible. If I wake up and can't fall back to sleep, I like to at least lay in bed for awhile relaxing and maybe reading. After that, I check email, text a few friends depending on how late into the day it is and finally get around to cleaning - putting away clean laundry, organizing my things, doing some extra work for my job, food shopping, etc.
Today of all days (especially since it's Sunday) I would have loved to rest. I had about 4 hours of sleep last night ... nut I'm not going to complain. I had a really good time last night. I saw some really old friends, saw some really good friends that I don't see very often and saw my best friends too. Not to mention, I was out with Mo which is always good and I got to see my old high school buddy, Irish Girl. Mo and I also went to this nice house party - what a nice change from all the damn little kid house parties people my age are still going to. Met a cute guy too last night, MMK - definite bonus! Oh and I also got to see my one cousin that I haven't seen in awhile and then one of my favorite families: C, D and little B. I just love those guys. I went to visit them at my uncle's house so I got to see him too and Risi, my other cousin (C's youngest sister). It was a packed and busy night that involved a lot of driving, but it was nice.
Oh, big let-down of the night though: while waiting for my friend Mo, I ended up texting D the Cop which was probably silly of me (I really should just delete his number). I didn't want to call and bother him about the party that night, I'd already mentioned it the day before or something like that to him. However, I was waiting in the parking lot of a bar that he is at a lot, so I sent him a text asking him what he was up to and said that I thought of him since I was in that parking lot. Didn't hear back from him which was kind of bogus in my opinion, but it gets so much better (ie worse!) ... whos' walking out of that very bar and through the parking lot I'd been sitting in earlier when I get dropped off later to get my car? D the Cop!! Granted, I knew D the Cop was not some honest, wonderful dreamboat - I mean, he cheated on his girlfriend with me and I know I'm not the first. But I was thinking we were more along the lines of friends since we didn't start out just making out ... and I try to be honest with my friends. I don't know, maybe I hold people up to too high of standards.
The thing is, I wasn't asking him to be my boyfriend or run away with me or even beg him about coming out to this party that night - I just sent him a text asking what he was up to, totally casual. He could have just texted back that he was busy/had plans already (perfect world, he could have asked me to come in -since he was just inside!- to say hi while I waited for my friend since I said I was in the parking lot), but no. He was in that bar while I was in the parking lot and didn't even say a word, just ignored my text. And I don't know how he didn't see me rushing to my car to avoid him either when I got dropped off since I pretty much walked right passed him ... and still no word from him. I don't need that drama.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
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