ok. bone to pick. and for once it's not twilight related. i've had enough to last me a life time of this particular situation that i'm finally, permanently washing my hands of it.

so a few weeks ago a group of us went out to the club. i had gotten home from vegas the day before so i wasn't fully up to drinking that night so i was d.d, which was cool with me; drinking is best done when i feel like it not when everyone else is. ANYWAYS, continuing.
so there were a group of boys meeting us there. i had heard the story of the love triangle that would be there involving one of my friends and two of the boys. these boys happen to be roommates, and i just happen to know one of them from high school. he's good shit.
so the night goes on. since i'm the only sober person i'm watching it all unfold. there's the one guy, who is older (my age, big whoop) who is certainly a looker. he gets pretty rowdy when he drinks, but is super fun. the other boy involved in this stupid love triangle was the guy i knew from high school. he's always been super sweet and really understanding, not to mention loads of fun to hang around with. but we've always been sort of just acquaintences, not really good friends. but nonetheless, we'll talk when we're near each other.
they have a rule at this club that guys can't be on the speaker, so when the dj says that guys are supposed to be on the speakers, you know they're going to drag you up there. i'm not a speaker dancer myself, having the balance of a one legged flamingo, but i'll get up there if i can disguise myself with everyone else up there. so when the time came for the guys spin on the speaker, i was dragged up there by this new person, and for safety's sake we're going to call him 'x'. x is, uh, friendly? when he's drunk. so despite the fact that i had practically just met this person i found myself being dragged into him, a firm grip on my hips preventing me from turning around and decking him. and naturally, being drunk he was thrusting just a bit too hard and nearly knocked all of our friends off the speaker, much to their chagrin.
now, here comes the fun part.
being with such a large group of people who are in various stages of getting to know one another the natural course is that people are going to branch off and do their own thing, dancing, seeing people they know etc... so i found myself finding people that were part of my 'party', staying with them for a little bit and moving on. i didn't care, really who i spent my night with. i was bound and determined to have fun and not let anyone ruin if for me.
the night ended terribly because of this. promises that were made couldn't be kept because one side kept walking away, finding the 'enemy', so it would seem and doing whatever with them. for fucking sakes i hate children.
the love triangle blew up. i saw it happen. all because one person can't figure out what's good for her, and these boys can't see that there's little to no hope that anything will happen. have i mentioned how much i hate people who are pathetically "in like" with one person who can't give them the time of day? yeah, i know, i'm a hypocrit but it takes one to know one.
gah! i got all of my new friends (well, i won't call them friends... more like people i met when all of my friends were drunk) numbers and the talking began.
we talked for like a week straight, the one corner of the love triangle that i didn't know from high school. we got to know we have similar likes and dislikes. he cracked me up. we stayed up into the wee hours of the morning messaging each other. it was cute. i could see myself having fun with him.
then last week things changed. i don't know what happened, what was said behind my back or what.
today i learned that the girl who was holding both of her suitors at bay because she 'doesn't have anything to give them' is willing to give it a go with 'x' because she has to try it sometime.
i've since deleted him from my phone. i have no need to watch myself get dragged in and left. nope, definitely not again. i'm always the one getting stupid over everyone else, so this time i'm not letting myself get dragged in.

on another note, i've managed to fully block out anything that i don't want to remember out of my mind. tampering with perfectly good memories certainly broke my heart, but it was necessary. he'll be the one person i'd never let go of if i didn't make myself. there was never a glimmer of 'hope', nor was there ever a chance that things would change.
nothing ever changes.

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ok. bone to pick. and for once it's not twilight related. i've had enough to last me a life time of this particular situation that i'm finally, permanently washing my hands of it.

so a few weeks ago a group of us went out to the club. i had gotten home from vegas the day before so i wasn't fully up to drinking that night so i was d.d, which was cool with me; drinking is best done when i feel like it not when everyone else is. ANYWAYS, continuing.
so there were a group of boys meeting us there. i had heard the story of the love triangle that would be there involving one of my friends and two of the boys. these boys happen to be roommates, and i just happen to know one of them from high school. he's good shit.
so the night goes on. since i'm the only sober person i'm watching it all unfold. there's the one guy, who is older (my age, big whoop) who is certainly a looker. he gets pretty rowdy when he drinks, but is super fun. the other boy involved in this stupid love triangle was the guy i knew from high school. he's always been super sweet and really understanding, not to mention loads of fun to hang around with. but we've always been sort of just acquaintences, not really good friends. but nonetheless, we'll talk when we're near each other.
they have a rule at this club that guys can't be on the speaker, so when the dj says that guys are supposed to be on the speakers, you know they're going to drag you up there. i'm not a speaker dancer myself, having the balance of a one legged flamingo, but i'll get up there if i can disguise myself with everyone else up there. so when the time came for the guys spin on the speaker, i was dragged up there by this new person, and for safety's sake we're going to call him 'x'. x is, uh, friendly? when he's drunk. so despite the fact that i had practically just met this person i found myself being dragged into him, a firm grip on my hips preventing me from turning around and decking him. and naturally, being drunk he was thrusting just a bit too hard and nearly knocked all of our friends off the speaker, much to their chagrin.
now, here comes the fun part.
being with such a large group of people who are in various stages of getting to know one another the natural course is that people are going to branch off and do their own thing, dancing, seeing people they know etc... so i found myself finding people that were part of my 'party', staying with them for a little bit and moving on. i didn't care, really who i spent my night with. i was bound and determined to have fun and not let anyone ruin if for me.
the night ended terribly because of this. promises that were made couldn't be kept because one side kept walking away, finding the 'enemy', so it would seem and doing whatever with them. for fucking sakes i hate children.
the love triangle blew up. i saw it happen. all because one person can't figure out what's good for her, and these boys can't see that there's little to no hope that anything will happen. have i mentioned how much i hate people who are pathetically "in like" with one person who can't give them the time of day? yeah, i know, i'm a hypocrit but it takes one to know one.
gah! i got all of my new friends (well, i won't call them friends... more like people i met when all of my friends were drunk) numbers and the talking began.
we talked for like a week straight, the one corner of the love triangle that i didn't know from high school. we got to know we have similar likes and dislikes. he cracked me up. we stayed up into the wee hours of the morning messaging each other. it was cute. i could see myself having fun with him.
then last week things changed. i don't know what happened, what was said behind my back or what.
today i learned that the girl who was holding both of her suitors at bay because she 'doesn't have anything to give them' is willing to give it a go with 'x' because she has to try it sometime.
i've since deleted him from my phone. i have no need to watch myself get dragged in and left. nope, definitely not again. i'm always the one getting stupid over everyone else, so this time i'm not letting myself get dragged in.

on another note, i've managed to fully block out anything that i don't want to remember out of my mind. tampering with perfectly good memories certainly broke my heart, but it was necessary. he'll be the one person i'd never let go of if i didn't make myself. there was never a glimmer of 'hope', nor was there ever a chance that things would change.
nothing ever changes.