trbldangel6904

Lettin ya into my life
2004-05-13 04:08:54 (UTC)

What to do?

Last night was probably the worst night I've had in a long
time. Well actually I'm gonna start from Fri. night cuz
that was just too fun!
FRI: My bf bought some alcohol for me and my friends and we
went to my friend Tracy's house because it was her bday and
her parents were gone. Well damnit I didn't even get to
really start drinkin and we decided to go jump on the
trampoline...which thankfully had a net all the way around
it. Dumbass me decided to do a flip, ya know a front flip.
I've done it before, no big deal right? WRONG!!!! I did the
flip but not only that, I broke my damn nose! I hit myself
in the nose w/my knee. O yes that was nice. To top it all
off Tracy called my bf at the bar to tell him I wanted to
see him but he was too drunk and couldn't drive. He said
he'd call out at her house later tho. However, I got
extremely tired by about 12:30 so I decided to drive back
into town (7miles). Well as I was driving my bf called and
was mad because he couldn't get through to me. My phone had
died and I don't even know how I had it on when he
called...but my friend Melody was on Tracy's phone the
whole night w/her bf so Keith couldn't get through that way
either. Then he was mad because he thought I was drunk and
was driving on the highway. Which I wasn't. Then to make it
worse, my phone died. So when I got into town I had to find
a payphone and call him back at the bar. Well he was so mad
at me that when I asked him to meet me outside he said no
because he was playing darts and he'd be home later. That
was the end of that. I cried and cried. Thankfully tho he
called at about 3am tho and woke me up to tell me that he
was sorry and he loved me. That made everything but my nose
better. Now, on to Sat.
SAT: Sat. morning my parents have to go out of town to pick
up a window for the room my dad is building for me and my
sister in the basement. Well they leave and I have to go
out of town to be in a wedding. Yes, me in a wedding w/a
swollen nose that's purple and blue. Woo hoo! Well I go and
do all that and take like a million pictures and finally
we're at the reception. I wanted to take my dress off so
bad but the photographer said he wasn't done w/the
pictures. So finally at about 10 I get to take my dress
off. Thank god! Well the bride was only 19 and the groom
was 21 so it was a bunch of "youngsters" when all the
adults left. Well we had a free keg and then there was a
bar. Well hee hee hee, me being my cute self told these
guys if they bought me drinks I'd dance w/them. So they
would buy me a drink and then I'd run off and say I'd be
back, but usually wouldn't come back. By about 11 I was
pretty toasted. So, even tho I have a bf I was dancin
w/this guy Milo. Well he started getting really touchy-
feely so I told him I was married. He then proceded to tell
me I needed to get divorced and marry him. Uhhh no. Well
this girl kept buyin me drinks and was bein really nice and
all but I don't know why she was buyin me drinks....kinda
weird. Well I started dancin w/this other guy and
apparently he told me his name and I told him mine but I
don't remember it. He then asked me to go back to Leslie's
(the groom) house with him. I don't remember what I said.
Well later, I was sitting outside w/some ppl and this other
guy was hittin on me and tellin me that he's the nicest guy
I'll ever meet and blah blah blah. Well he asked me to go
back to Leslie's w/him. Well when I was goin back inside
the 2nd guy came up to me and was like "Hey Amber, ready to
go?" all I could say was "uhhh and you are?" O man he
didn't like that. He got pissed and left. So a li'l while
later I asked the Best Man to drive my car to Leslie's
house but he ended up leaving...so I drove. I don't
remember how I got there, but when I did there was a huge
ass plastic tub full of beer. Yes so I drank more. Well
about 1:30 I decided I've had it w/these ppl and I want to
go home.....yep home was 24 miles away. So off I went to
get gas and go home. I ended up calling every bar I could
think of to find my bf but he wasn't around. I was supposed
to meet him at home at 10 but I couldn't find him then
either. Well I got home and I don't know how I did it! I
don't even remember driving! Well, I woke up the next
morning and I had a message from Keith appologizing over
and over for being out all night and all this other stuff,
which made me cry. So then of course I called him out at
the prison (he's a correctional officer) and we talked for
awhile before I went to brunch w/my family.
Well the rest of the weekend was pretty boring....as was
Mon. and Tues. Tues. night however, was...umm....I don't
know. It hurt tho. This is what happened: Keith doesn't
work on Weds. and he bowls on Tues. so of course he was
out. Well after school I ended up falling asleep and didn't
make it to work. Well he left me a message at 8:45 asking
where I was and what not. Well I didn't call him until like
maybe 10 or so. Well he was fine then all of a sudden he
flipped out. He was totally trashed and he just started
rambling on about how he was going to kick the shit outta
this kid just because he doesn't like him. Then he just
handed the phone off to his friend Rick. Well I heard him
in the background saying that he knows I don't want him and
all this other bullshit so I told Rick to put him back on
the phone. Well we started fighting about me caring about
him and all this other stuff. See, he's been hurt so many
times before and he has problems believing that I actually
do care. Well I started crying so that made him more mad
because he hates it when I am hurting. Then he was telling
me to go on w/my life and get my education and not worry
about whether he is around or not and that he doesn't care
if he dies or anything. So that made me cry more. Then we
just calmly talked a li'l bit, until he said "If I'm not
here in the morning promise me you won't cry. I want to be
with you but I don't want to ruin your life and I hate all
this bullshit. Please don't cry if I'm not here anymore. I
love you." OMG that just killed me. So when I got off the
phone w/him I went to my sister to talk to her about it but
since she doesn't like Keith all that much she was a bitch,
so I sat in my room and cried all night. Finally I fell
asleep I don't know what time, and about 2 or so my phone
rang, and thank god it was him. We talked a li'l bit and
since I was half asleep I didn't say much, so he was
like, "Baby, go to sleep." So that's what I did, I fell
asleep listening to him sing to me (he's a good singer). At
some point I woke up again and I heard him snoring....I
love to listen to him breathe when he sleeps....but the
phone went all staticky so I told him I loved him and hung
up. I saw him at lunch today and then talked to him for
prolly 1/2 an hour. He's out again.....I don't know where.
I miss him so much. And he doesn't work again tomorrow so
he'll be out all night. Then tomorrow I prolly won't see
him again. And Fri. I have a softball game at 2, but I
leave at 10 and prolly won't be home until 9, but then I
have to leave again at 11 (yes pm) for Lagoon for my Sr.
class trip. I wont' be home til Sunday. My god I'm going to
miss him so much. I hope he calls soon. I am getting pretty
tired and I don't sleep well unless I know where he is and
that he's alright. Maybe I'll call his fav. bars and see if
he's there. I hate callin him when he's out tho because I
sound like a nagging gf. I can never win....lol. Anyway,
that has been my interesting "week" so far. There'll prolly
be some more good stories either tomorrow or Sun. because
more than likely Keith and I'll fight tonight or something
because he'll be trashed...OMG he has his car too!!! Ugh,
now I really won't sleep. Wow I gotta go find him now.
Latas!
~*BB*~




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