You know, it really isn't easy to see a side of someone that you never saw before. It also isn't good to get your heart trampled on by someone who just happens to be wearing hobnailed boots at the time they are doing it. So as you can tell, my prediction about things getting interesting at BallFest 2001 wasn't too far off the mark. Of course, they didn't go the way I would have liked them to go either. Sigh, why am I always the one who ends up with the hurt feelings? Am I really holding onto too many antiquated ideals about love and how the whole thing should go? Are my standards too high? Maybe that's my problem. Maybe I'm expecting too much about the guys I meet and I need to lose this idea that there really are nice guys out there and one of them is going to come in and just sweep me off my feet. Yeah, like that will really happen. Ugh. I'm in at the paper right now trying to make some sense of what happened last night and get away from Marti for a little bit. With out getting too much into the gory details, let's just say Dan ended up staying over last night (there was some serious alcohol consumption) but it wasn't my bed he was in. Yeah, you guessed it. The boy is a freaking player. He was playing Marti and I all night. He knew how I felt about him and toyed with me all night, then he decided he wanted Marti too. Soooo, I'm the one who lost out on the whole deal. Although, I guess me seeing him like that was a good thing. Sigh, just hurts because I thought just maybe I had found a half decent guy. Not like there's any of those around anymore. The whole nun thing is starting to look better and better everyday.
Yeah, so that's how BallFest 2001 went. Outside of the whole weird little triangle that was going on it was a fun party, our tree got decorated and I got to hang with some people I don't usually get to see. All in all a good time. Way too much bad food. Even though I just dropped another 2lbs, I probably gained that back plus.
I better go. I should get some Christmas shopping done for the family. Woo-hoo. I need a vacation from my life.
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