Want some drama?

[Chastity]

I really, really need to get this out. I don't care if I'm being a drama queen right now, I need to pour this all out. Feel free to post comments.

On Christmas, out of all days, Fred (the boyfriend) admitted to me that he kissed a girl the night before. Naturally, this got me mad and I impulsively broke up with him and slapped him across the face three times because it was my lucky number. I have no clue why I bothered counting. Anyways, of course I cried all night and it was too late to go home by public transportation. Fred, did the generic thing and cried too and said "I love you" after months of not saying it. I told him to stop saying things that he didn't mean. He also kept asking me for [insert God knows how many details--I'm giving you guys a shorter version of the story]

The next day, when I was idiotically rethinking my decision (something happened the night before, that gave Fred a better understading of who I was), Fred suddenly realized that he really wanted me but he wanted to be single (understandable since he was in a relationship with his ex for 8 years and he experienced 6 months of being single--I do know what it's like because I have experienced that) yet here he was trying to cuddle with me and crying and telling me "I don't want to quit you, Chas."

Story to be continued...

[karro]

Why not throw it all on the floor to begin the year 2005 on a better note?

I got nothing to reproach to my ex really. Maybe I should. Started to date him January 2002 and he broke up January 2003. I think one week before it would have done 1 year..haha We started to live together in June 2002 and he moved out in May 2003. Ive been 24/7 with him during one year and half. Everything was perfect until I got injuried and start to isolate me and such. I think deep inside I was not forgiving him to not have stayed the night at hospital with me. I would have at least wanted him to pick me up the morning came. I told myself this night: the man meant to you would have stayed all the night with you. So I realised Martin was the "one". But I share the blame cause I never been able to tell him I wanted him to stay

After, he thought I didnt love him anymore so he broke up. I thought it was a joke first. But I finally noticed it was serious when a couple of months after he was bringing at home all those girls. I mean I didnt care, Im not jealous but with respect he should have been able to talk to me. He wasnt even nice with me anymore. So I kicked him out. Oh man during this past year he made best friend with my guy friends and me when he quit my life he brought all the men in my life with him leaving me alone without any men but this freak harry potter looking roomate who spoke to me 100 words during the last year max.....arghh

I never got mad at him cause Martin taught me alot. That guy was so relax and caring about nothing. He taught me to be generous without expecting in return. So I dont regret my time with him so that is why I didnt cry I guess. The strangest of that story, is that during summer 2002 I had all those dreams that Martin was cheating on me and such. I was crying and all until an unknown guy came to me and took me in his arm. I was forgetting Martin immediately cause I knew this unknown was my keeper ( I still didnt know who is that keeper tho). Never cried his departure tho. Maybe those dreams made the psy and prevent the events but I hardly imagine how he could have cheated on me since we were 24 hours 7 days together and he never slept somewhere else than at home. Maybe I got cheated anyway, cause I have all those premonitory dreams all the time. Maybe this unknown guy exist for real which I wish. I started to dream of that unknown in 1999...anyway.

But I think the best shot ive been dumped, it was on valentine day. The guy was all symphatic and all but my pride made me never called him back. Man, the guy didnt even realised it was valentine day. I wasnt angry anyway. I was only seeing the guy for 3 weeks and he had just broke up with his ex gf and then he called me on valentive day to say that he was going back with her. Never cried for him too.

The real question here would be: I dont know why I never get mad at guys. Maybe I'm used to those typical situations.

[kaffia]

hey chas, u should me your lucky number 10000000000000000000000 if he treats u like that!
i hope it all works out for u! *hug*