The start of something good?

Thanks for all of the well wishing and for the haters- well your gunna hate.


Here is half of part 6. If you want to read the rest of part six, and all the others go here

http://bluelazybear.blogspot.com/201...od-part-6.html

enjoy

Well after the sailing excursion, frank had headed off to college, and i only had 3 weeks left, before i to had to go and partake in higher education. As is the norm with my summers, nothing had happened. I was sad, and depressed. How could i **** up two relationships with two very special people? Well it didn't matter. CC and I were back to our old friend status. Word got out about our little sailing thing, and holy****...... Every single girl was suddenly asking me when i was going to take them sailing.

Surprisingly it sucked. CC and me were always a topic on everyone's lips at the pool. However now after the sailing thing, we suddenly became the new thing. No longer did people speculate about our love affairs (or lack there of) instead the cretins decided to go balls and vagoos to the wall, and just belt their thoughts to CC and me. It was embarrassing. It placed me and CC's relationship into an even more precarious position. Things were starting to turn almost awkward between us. I needed to try and do something that would leave us on a good note.

Day after day rolled by, and i couldn't think of any new or original ideas- that would somehow spark her into remembering the relationship that we once had at the beginning of summer. My ego was crushed, and CC was becoming more and more distant. Cross Country running camp was starting up again (basically it is a before the season running practice that all the good runners go to, to get in running shape before the season begins. Build on your mileage base or something like that.) Anyway, CC was getting more and more consumed with the upcoming Cross Country season, and considering the fact that she was a senior- she wanted to do well, and place well in the state running championships. She had gone there as a JunioR, however she didn't place. It was her senior goal to go this year and place well.

So with CC mostly distracted for these ending weeks of summer, my mind wandered back to that shot in the dark (literally) Blondie. After the terrible disaster of your dinner date, i didn't want to call her and put her through some awkward conversation, and put her under the pressure of finding an excuse to say no to me. I knew (from what little i did know of her) that she was ohh so nice. She is my better half, with out a doubt in my mind. She is the type of person that does nice things because they are NICE. Because of this i didn't want to be going on a date with her, just because of her pity.


Well i had finally gotten up the nerve to ask her, and i thought that i had created the perfect date. Kayaking in a river that runs through our city, stopping and getting some coffe and then kayaking back. She loved the idea, and told me that she would meet me down by the wharf the next day. I was exited!! She sounded genuinely exited to hear my voice, and didn't sound like it was too much of a chore to come and chill with me. (The best part of all though, was simply the fact that she genuinely seemed happy to talk to me.)

Well the weather for the next day looked promising, and nice and sunny. When i woke up the next morning, bright and early to strap thy kayaks. But then the inevitable happened. CLOUDS **** THEM. Yes dear reader, clouds. Lots of them. No sun, nothing. I was worried to say the least. As i drove down to the wharf, i was getting more and more worried about how this date would turn out, or even if it would start.

I was waiting for about 5min and then blondie pulled up into the parking space next to me. I got out and was like *SIGH* "I don't know if the weather is going to hold out." Want to just get coffee?

Then she said the most amazing thing: "NO, i want to go kayaking with you. regardless of the weather. I know that it will hold out. I promise." I gave her a quisling look, *because hey lets face it, if it's one thing girls don't know- its the weather.*

So i threw aside my doubt and got the kayaks into the river without to much of a fuss. We both got in, and soon enough- me and blondie were kayaking through a dirty PCB filled **** water radioactive mutant carp river. And you know what? I wouldn't of had it any other way. The date was perfect. Near the end of our little kayaking excursion, it was just me and her holding our kayaks to each other, sitting in the middle of a river- smooth as glass, with a misty rainy velveteen curtain hanging around us. We talked about everything, music, art, politics, morality, eithics- everything that we couldn't talk about during our first encounter, i was now finally able to pick her mind.

I liked what i found. She was smart, funny, and unlike most girls not an airhead. I had found someone, that despite my mostly utter distaste for human beings, began to really enjoy. The paddle back was just as heavenly. The date was going perfectly and soon coffee was coming up. (and the biggest test of how much i really like her)

Now for me i like to judge girls by their choice in coffee. I don't want a girl that is going to drink some "Fappichinomochalatewhitechocolateholdthemilksoyla tewithafrenchpress." type of **** drink.

I want to hear two things:
1. Americano
2. Expresso

So walking into the coffee shop (my favorite *AND NO YOU ****ERS IT IS NOT STARBUX) i watched her walk up to the counter, open her mouth and say- "I would like an expresso, three shots please."

Yep that was it. That was the clincher, she was with out a doubt a keeper. (that was currently in a relationship) So i sat down with my americano, and i began to do one of my most favorite pastimes. Pick apart people sitting in a coffee house. Particularly, the work ***s who bring the ****ing office to the coffee shop, and show everyone how much work they are doing on their lap top. (**** pretentious ****ers.) Needless to say, she enjoyed my little game, and she also tried it out. And i must say she was quite good.

The end of the date was drawing near, and i was walking her back to her car, i turned said goodbye, and this time with the arms in the hug position returned her hug. Everything was perfect.

However after the date, i was snapped back to reality. I had to go to work, it was raining, and i had to see CC.

Of course my boss was my only confidant through this rather melancholy time. She was always there to keep me slightly optimistic, and always had some rather scathing, yet helpful advice. After another long conversation after Another Day saving kids from the pool, she told me this.

"Also ben, i hate to say this but, CC has told me (when i have asked her about you and her) that she doesn't find you physically attractive. But Ben i want you to know that CC was dodging lots of questions. That always tells me that there is something more, much more. So i can tell you for a fact that she does care very much for you. She may even be confused about how she feels towards you, and maybe even though she has a crush, will not come to except the feelings she has toward you. I am not sure if she cares for you in the way you would like. You may just be the back up guy, the picker-uper. I had one, and i never dated him, and i think that you may be in this position.
















What........................?


















What did she just say?


























.....................no way?






























After this conversation, everything stopped. I was stunned. NO i was lost. Was she right? She had to be right. Right?

I couldn't fathom this.....I had to know for sure, was there anything? Was there EVER anything? Was i really that desperate and pathetic about the girl of my dreams falling into my lap that I COULDN'T SEE ANY OF THE SIGNS?



I had to sit and think about CC. I had to try and come up with a reason as to why.....as to what i should do.

*I hate making big decisions when it comes to relationships with people. So i did what came naturally to me, run away.*

So i called blondie

When i called her, she seemed genuinely exited to hear my voice, i asked her if she would like to do breakfast and coffee, at a great place near her house. She liked the idea, and said she would meet me there at 10:00. However, she wouldn't be able to stay long, because she was packing, and planing to leave to her out of state college the same day.

I had to wait three days.

Life at my pool was ****. I was not the same, everyone knew it. Even CC. It was like, i was a sad puppy, and all she could do to comfort me was to just, sit with me. We didn't talk all that much. But i would always find myself sitting next to her, or her near me. I can honestly say, we only had 2-3 conversations those days. It rained. I remember that those days were ****ing cold, and rainy at the pool. I have never felt more sick. My youthful extroverted some times slightly to arrogant self turned into the narcissistic misanthropic personality that i have yet to shake myself out of.

The three days were up. The last time i would see Blondie was today. I got up, dressed nice (and noticed that it was actually sunny for once this god**** week.)

 

here is part 7! You can read the rest of part 7, and all of the other parts here

http://bluelazybear.blogspot.com/201...od-part-7.html

Well i had to drive across town. Blondie was planning to meet me at some crazy cafe i had never been to. So while i was driving there, i sadly had all of my thoughts to my self. I was trying to recap what had happened over the summer. So far nothing good was coming to mind. All I could think of was how stupid i had been. I didn't and couldn't believe that i had met the two most amazing women. Two women that i actually would have considered dating. Two women that i would easily have come out of the single life for.

CC: 5'5 110 Cross Country Runner
GPA/IQ 4.0/high
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Bra Size: Low C High B
Butt: TLP (Tight Little Package) Great runner but

Personality: Fiery, doesn't take anything from anyone, and has a huge chip on her shoulder. Very vulnerable and hurt inside, but looking on the outside you would never know. I know that this is a terrible analogy but I'm serious when i say- she acts exactly like Asuka from Eva and has the same problems. If she doesn't like you, you will know it. She will not lift a finger for you. But if your lucky enough to be on her good side, she will try and give you the world. Fun loving and an adventurer she always make my heart beat faster, and my brain think faster when i am talking with her.

Status: (Single) Friend Zone, but doesn't act like it. In fact I could say with utmost certainty that she indeed had a crush on me, at one point during the summer.

Future Plans: Finish her senior year in high school

Then of course, lets not forget blondie

Blondie: 5'3 125 Band Girl
GPA/IQ: 3.7/High
Hair: Blond (duh)
Eyes: Crystal Blue
Bra Size: Mid C
Butt: Also sports a swimmers TLP. Not to be confused with a runner butt, but imo just as nice on the right person.

Personality: Where CC is Fire, Blondie is Water. Cool, Calm, and collected, blondie is always indecisive about making decisions. She will go with the flow. Blondie is so amazing to me because (being a huge misanthrope) I am absolutely amazed by her ability to do the following: Being good just for goodness sake. Blondie is my better half, my moral compass and i come to her to be a stabilizing force. she comes to me likewise for scathing advice, and because (and i quote) "Ben you always make me laugh."

Status: (Taken) Friend Zone, but doesn't act like it.

Future Plans: Going to her freshman year in college, out of state.

As i recapped the summer while driving, i came to a few conclusions.

1. I'm an idiot.
2. I'm an idiot.
3. These girls deserve better than me
4. I never can get anything right.
5. Right now, CC needs a friend. I will be that stabilizing rock, the guy that will not turn on her. I value her friendship over anything in this world. At this time I didn't want to risk her friendship and her confidence in me over my selfish desire for a relationship.
6. Blondie has a boyfriend, and no matter what- I don't think that even me my arrogant and cocky/funny self is going to be able to break them apart.

As i pulled into the parking lot of the cafe, i already had a bad feeling about this date. the place looked like a mac ***s/Greenpeace/save the planet/I love obama/hippy joint. And you know what? I couldn't have been more right. I slowly watched a pair of scene kids walk through the front door, and some lady with a small ratdog.

Sitting on the bench, i was suddenly surprised to find someone placing their hands over my face. The old guess who routine ensued, and my first guess was Al gore. Sadly i was wrong, but on the flip side when i turned around, i was face to face with blondie.

 

Here is half of part 8! if you want to read the rest of part 8 or any other part of my blog, go here

Lazy Bear



Lets recap!

Date with Blondie:
1st was good (the hottub and smore's always get them)But i throw down the "ohh a hug" line and finds she has a Boyfriend

2nd I was late, and really never occurred (I was late, because of work) Blondie was not excited, in fact she declined to try and salvage the night. So another strike

3rd Kayaking everything went well, and i didn't make any massive screwups

4th Went in for the kill (kiss) and was shot down, really really hard actually. I thought that at this point, me and Blondie were gg no re.

So FAIL to the third degree. That is what was running through my head the entire rest of the week. It was great! Really great! Once again, i somehow attract another member of the opposite sex that i would actually like to be with.

CC: NO DATE. Much sadness T.T

So after the massive fail with Blondie- I had CC to look forward too.

Back at work once again, and it was cloudy- I was trying to think of ways to be continually intoxicated until school started- however being a lifeguard this is rather difficult. So, days went by

Day

Day

Day

And eventually i realize that i am wasting time. I have sitting before me, one of the two most beautiful girls on the planet. Long brown hair, and deep, dark, brown eyes. Just like the eyes, i can't see through her. Her wit, charm- were intoxicating. But there was nothing i could say to her. I don't deserve her. I really don't.

But i tried anyway. I decided to ask her, the day before i left for college. CC? Would you like to go kayaking with me?

her answer? Sure! Sounds fun!

YESsSsSsSsSs!

After closing at the pool- and having the next day for just me and CC, I was exited. To say the least!

So the day came.

Perfect sun, perfect weather, perfect everything. As i was placing the kayaks into the radio active **** water, that is loaded with PCBs and all of the yummy stuff- I saw her. My angel. In a sport braw, and running shorts- she had just come from practice. She had her silky hair in a pony tail (my favorite) and had a bit of sweat still clinging to her arms. It was so pretty, with the early morning sun crating little diamonds on her arms, eye brows, and legs. She was amazing- to me.

So my sparkling gorgeous rowing mate beside me, we pushed off.

It was good. We raced, and generally enjoyed going nuts. I can tell you that i really enjoyed watching her tan and sweaty body work. It was good. Really good.

The conversation was just as magical. We talked! FINALLY! way less awkward, when you are the only two people in earshot! The only interruptions were the seagulls and pelicans.

Afterward we went for coffee, and while CC was not as thrilled with picking people apart as i am, had a good time anyway.

So while we were walking back to our cars, i had one last idea up my sleeve. Invite her for dinner. Dinner i would make for her, at my place.

For some reason, she said yes. And somehow made my perfect day so much more so.

I rushed home, and began to go shopping for some good food.

I only had a few hours till she came, and i wanted to cook something good!!

 

Alright, here comes college. Get ready- more women, and more funnies.

As usual you can find this and the rest of my blogs here

http://bluelazybear.blogspot.com/201...get-ready.html

School. The time when i get to go and share a very small closet with another human being. It is also the time when i am forced to live among the demographic of people i have come to hate the most. Yes for you idiots out there than answer to that statement is college kids. Ranking number 3 on my most hated list college kids are right up there with the likes of the phrase "Because you/they can" and Flamers.

So where does this all come into play with my life? In short i hadn't the slightest idea, until i cam to UWO. You see my freshman year at college was spent at UWW. I was hopefully going to get my MBA and go do that kind of thing. However as you will all find out, that is just not going to happen with me anymore. (more on that later) Anyway, being the retard that i am, i had decided to get a random roommate for white water. I wasn't worried about the type of person because hey, i was a freshman and i could handle it.

I got lucky. My room mate was a total kick *** person. He was not a college fool. Me and him got along perfectly. We argued constantly about religion, politics, economics and the general state of things. Basically the run down:

Him: Tan, RIPPED AND CUT LIKE YOU CAN'T BELIEVE IT. Basically an ambacrombie modle. Smart, and generally a funny guy. In a really serious relationship with a girl, had glasses and was alot shorter than me.

Me: (at that time, 1.5 years ago): Fresh on the Cross Country team, i was tan, skinny, and lean.

Anyway me and him got along perfectly. No one wanted to come out and eat with us, because it would always turn into me and him having a really deep conversation/argument about some political/economic issue. So basically it was me and him alone, all the time. I thank him for many things, however the number one thing that i would have to say that really sticks out is the following:

HE BROUGHT MY LAZY *** TO THE GYM

And now, 145980714058145 protein shakes and hundreds of hours at the gym later, i look good. Really good (if i do say so myself)

Basically at the end of my freshman year at UWW, i was beside myself with grief that i was not coming back to UWW. Instead i was off to UWO to study medicine. So coming into UWO and of course not knowing anyone here, i decided (and hoped) that i would get lucky with another random room mate. god ****. I was so wrong.

My luck sucks. With women, and now i guess with room mates.

When i first arrived at UWO i had almost decided to move out on the street when i first met my roomie. in a nutshell- the college guy. The typical, stupid, arrogant, college guy that i have come to hate. So here i was. Me- opinionated, political, philosophical (and frankly after the summers performance with women, not in a good mood.) And here was my new roomie, a college frat guy.

Dear God.

Basically i can sum it up like this: i new i wasn't going to like him, when he brought up politics and made a complete fool of himself talking to me, after that it was all downhill. He of course, is at college to become a gym teacher- and as you can surmise studies alot, and is a good student.


Back on point here.

Sitting at this college, alone and with no friends, i was pleasantly surprised to find out that one of my co workers from the pool (who i am on good terms with) was also a UWO student. So i called her up, and tried to get to know the social crowd/become big man on campus ext ext. however the typical happened.

Promises were made, dates for going out were made, yet after 2 weeks everything kept falling through. So basically my one "friend" at this school is now flaking out on me, and while she is hot- she is also brain dead, so defiantly not worth the effort. At this point i thought that all hope was lost for me having a life- but then another shot in the dark happened to fall my way.

Let me set the scene for you:

I had just come from the gym, after an intense 2 hour workout. I had quickly taken a shower, and there i was- lufa in hand, water cascading down my man body through my crevasses and canyons that are my abs, when low and behold, she comes walking around the corner.

Gymnast is a girl that i went to elementary school with. While we were never good friends, she was always nice to me and i was always nice back. However when she came around that corner, and (i am presuming she was a bit tipsy to find my ugly mug attractive) she stopped and eye raped the **** out me.

When her brown eyes finally made it to my face her jaw dropped and she said "BEN! omg! its you! I didn't know you went here!"

After pleasant commentaries were exchanged, she had given me her number and promised that we had to go out and party. She said that she felt bad that i was doing nothing that night, and promised to make it up to me.

So next week end, i called her- and you guess it, no pickup. So i txted her once more on Saturday and still nothing. No facebook, no call no nothing. So yep- you guessed it, here i am sitting at UWO with no one, no friends and no life. I am in a good mood.

At this point, i am getting desperate to try and find some group of friends to hang out with. So i do the first thing that catches my eye, student government. Yep. I did it. Just to try and get some where with a group of people. However, the group of people that i would find myself associating with (and still associating with) want to make me stab my eye out.

I ran for Vice President, and a guy that i had met on in my dorm, on my hall- was running for president. I had this great idea for a campaign poster, basically it was me and him standing holding a washcloth, and with text under that said: Don't forget to wash behind your ears! Ben and______ for President/VP 08/09. So we hung a poster in every shower stall on every floor in all the boys and girls bathrooms in the entire dorm. It was funny, i guess- but childish i will admit.

So election day roles around, and you guessed it, i got in for VP but, he didn't get president. So there i was for the first government meeting and holy ****- i was surrounded with retards. As you already may have guessed, they were the feel good happy go luck kids that are always everywhere..........You know kind of like the person that is way to energetic, and thinks that everything is funny? I knew it was bad, when they were all laughing at my sarcastic remarks. Anyway enough of that, it gets better! (for you, but worse for me)

So after a few meetings in, the student government and the hall staff were all working on decorating the hall together. I was in charge of painting the windows, because of my artistic background. I had just finished explaining my idea for my kick *** Sistine chapel idea,and ended my painting prose with these words: "And we can paint it all in rainbow colors YAY (the entire phrase was in a sarcastic, and down tone remark.) Little did i know that at that point, i had just dropped a Hiroshima.


Stop now and think about what i said. Think- how is this going to come back and bite me?

Did i do something wrong?

Think about it- because the next part will blow your minds.


So walking away from the government meeting, and heading back towards my dorm room, i was stopped by the president. She said, ben can i talk to you for a second. I said sure and she pulled me into a stair well.

Here is the bio on the president of student government:

SHE has brown hair, and basically is not that attractive, however she is smart, is in a really DEDICATED relationship, and generally is a pretentious person.

So sitting inside of the stair well, it was just me and her. At this point i still had no idea that i had done something wrong. Until the inevitable.

HER: Ben what you said back there was really condesending.

Me: What? What did i say?

HER: Your comment about how we can make it all rainbow colors yay.

Me: What? why is that bad?

Her: Because there are a lot of people on the staff and the government that are bi sexual, lesbian or gay.

Me (in my thoughts): ****.

Me: ya and? I never said anything condescending. It is a stretch of the imagination to try and take what i had said and pull it that far out of context.

*Now here is where Jerry Springer would be proud*

We stopped our conversation mid sentence, because a staff member (an RA basically is a person that looks after a floor in a dorm room. Generally a junior or senior) this RA or the 7th floor came walking by us, and we had both shut up.

Once he was a flight of stairs away however SHE lept back at me with gusto. Basically she was saying something to the effect, that i need to apologize, and that what i said was wrong, and basically i need to watch what i say blah blah blah.

I am standing there looking perplexed. Pulling out my best i don't give a **** attitude, i proceed to say the following:

You know what president? I don't care. I am not going to apologize. If any of the bi,gay,lesbian people were effected and feel that i was truly out to go and get them with that statement, they need to get over themselves.

Yep get over yourself. that is what i said. You see dear reader- I only have 1 gay friend. I have gone out to dinner with him on many occasions, and i have talked about many many things.

He has told me this: Ben, i hate gay people. to which i respond, but you are gay. His answer is what surprised me the most, and i will always remember it.

"You don't get it. Ben there are two types of gay people. One of them is doing it, to stand out- to cry out and say that hey i am an individual. LOOK AT ME! I AM HERE AND DIFFERENT (basically a flamer). He looked at me and said, but in reality they are hurting the movement. Ben, if you were looking and listening to me now, could you tell that i was gay?" To which i replay- no. He then proceeded to say that people like that are faking it, and need to get over themselves.

Now back to our story.

Do you remember that RA that came walking past me and the President? Well he decided to come back down, and join in on our little argument. BUT! guess what? He is "BI" so now it was president, and RA of the 7th floor vs me.

It wasn't pretty. To this day the RA hates me, and will do anything to write me up, and make my life a living hell.

Me and president are now good friends, and i actually went snowboarding with her over Christmas break.

SO basically, for the first few weeks of school- life sucked. I had no friends, 1 enemy, and my classes were a **** ton of work. The only bright spot on my week was Wednesday day. That was the day that i had anatomy lab, and would spend most of the morning looking at cadavers, cutting into cadavers or observing cadavers. (for those of you that don't know what those are, they are dead people. Embalmed in ethanol. I had an 86 year old Asian women. I named her Trisha. it was hot.)

As great as Trisha was, the best thing were my two lab partners. Both of them were women, blond, and seemed rather taken by me. So i decided to try and purse this little interest of my further.

Thanks for reading!

Hope you enjoyed it.

 

More college goodness!

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Lazy Bear: College girls and more


Lately at UW Oshkosh, i have had an interesting turn of events. I recently decided to try and keep the stress out of my life be just not caring about women. The funny thing is- as soon as i don't care, the women start rolling in. One girl (we will call her Valentine) I met while relaxing at a friends house. Now i had never met Valentine before but i guess that i had really made an impression on her becuase the DAY after i met her, her friends all called me and told me that she really enjoyed me.

They all said that she would really like to get to know me. So i decided that i would try and see where this would go. SO the next day i noticed on my facebook that she had already had friend requested me. So all was good, or so i had thought. Valentine was very very beautiful. She had long curly hair and brown eyes. She was also quite charming.

You see i went out to coffee with her the next week, and had a good time. She came from a well off to do family, and seemed as an all around nice person. I thought that everything was going well. We had the chance to meet up some time and get to know each other a bit more. So after a week or two of us doing the bullshit bullshit and all of that i decide that she thinks that i am not that much of a creep, and ask her out on a date.

So while we are relaxing in my dorm room i pop the question to her. I ask if she would like to go out with me.

* I thought that i had a great date planned out for her. She really enjoys working out and doing sporty stuff. So i thought that bringing her cross country skiing with me and then going to dinner at a nice sushi place. Sounds nice right? well no. It wasn't. Screw me. I can do nothing right. I can't play SC and i defiantly can't make dates*

So moving forward:

So the day comes up and she calls me and tells me that she is very exited in going on our date. I pick her up and then we drive to my place, grab the ski equipment and then head out to go and enjoy the winter wonderland. She hadn't CC skied in awhile and while she did slip and fall, it was overall a god time.

She enjoyed it, and told me that she was having a lot of fun. So still skiing and in the middle of the woods, we stop at a rest station and then i pull out some PP&J. She liked this at well, and enjoyed the food lol. SO after a quick snack we head back out on our skis and start going back to the car.

Now one would think that this would be the start of a good date, or at least the start to something good. The conversation was always easy, never forced and we seemed to get along well.

So after we got back to the car, we drove back to my place and then dropped off the skis. Afterward, while driving back to College, we stop at a really nice sushi place. And me being the nice walk on me mat kind of gentleman that i am, i pay for it and think nothing of it.

Long story short, the end of the night finishes well and i spent the rest of the night in a really really good mood. I had thought that the date went well, and the next day i was defiantly assured of what i thought. Two of her friends call me and begin going batshit insane on me, because they think that i am so cute, we look good together and your so nice balh blah blah. The tell me that she had a very good time, and all of that shit.

So now (With only one week before spring break) Me and her stared to hang out a bit more. She randomly is stopping by my room and cuddles with me, and everything is going well. Except when her friends tell me that she doesn't like me anymore, while at the same time is still ON A DAY TO DAY FUCKING BASIS coming into my room and cuddling with me.

._______________________.

I wasn't thrilled.

So i decided to set things straight and ask her if she would like to go on a second date. She doesn't answer me. I ask her twice in two days, and tells me and i quote "Ohh Ben stop it."

wtf is that.

At this point i have no idea what this bitch wants. All i want to know is what the fuck did i do? Or in this case not do?

Insert long exasperated sigh-



So spring break comes along, and i did get to say good by to her, and during the break i text her- and this is what i get back: (No i am not shitting you, this is exactly what the text said.)

:Who is this?:

me- :Ben?:

That Bitch- .......................................

yep that's right. She doesn't even have the god damn ovaries to text me back. fuck.

So i come back to school, and i am at the gym on monday. WHO DO I SEE? BUT HER!!!!


with another guy- flirting it up, and wearing exactly what she wore when we went to the gym. I have never benched more ever. Incorol i am going to catch and beat your record soon.

So im now out 60-70$ with gas money, and food and that whore is out sweet talking some other guy.

Thank god jill will never me.

FML

thanks for reading, have a good day, and i hope you got rich.