The Midnight Deadline

I guess now is as good a time as any to write this. It's 10:30 and I'm going to try to get it written before midnight. I generally write a little, do something else, write a little more, etc, for longer posts. But I'll try to keep the distractions to a minimum this time.

...as I spend half an hour on Tumblr.

Bah, let's do this chronologically.

 So, a week ago, Nate came over. We had had a bit of a heated discussion on Facebook the night before and both agreed to talk about it in person. I really don't know what he was expecting, but whatever it was, it was out of complete delusion. He hugged and kissed me and asked if I wanted to go to the park. I agreed. I was surprised at how well it was working out because I KNOW (serious) breakups are supposed to happen somewhere neutral. Logan later told me that was his suggestion. Well, Nate didn't know it was a breakup (I just don't see how he didn't see it coming...). We didn't even talk about anything while we were hiking. In the back of my mind, I kept thinking "What if he turns into one of those crazy 'if-i-can't-have-her-then-nobody-can' psychopath killers and kills me. No one would EVER find my body out here!" I laughed inside my head at the thought. I know he would never do a thing like that. So, anyway, he wanted to take me to a movie and out to dinner afterward. I had family plans though, and I wouldn't have done those things with him anyway. I wasn't going to let him spend money on me when I was about to stomp on his heart. I mean, I know it may seem like it to him right now, but I am NOT heartless in the least. I did what I did because I can NOT sacrifice my own happiness that much. I did it for myself, and I know it hurt him, but there's nothing I can do about that that won't make me miserable.

Lover, don't act so surprised. Don't act so damn traumatized. You and I, we knew this one was a-comin'.

So, in his mind, we were going to go on a date, and everything was going to be all fine and dandy and all of our concerns (mostly mine) would just disappear.

False.

I am as indecisive as they come. I thought very long and very hard and lost so much sleep over this. I came to a decision, and when someone as indecisive as me finally makes a decision, it Does. Not. Change. Period. My decision was final. When he came over, I had that decision dead set in my mind, and I was not going to sway. So, after the park, we drove to the movies "just to see what's playing." We talked in the parking lot. It sucks because I had ALL the words to say, but when it came to the time to say them, I had nothing. All I could do was stare blankly out the window and repeat "I don't know...." I was so tongue-tied. He was so desperate to just "try." TRY to bring the spark back. Stay together a little longer and see if things change back to how they used to be. He just doesn't understand that it doesn't work that way. I told him that would be trying to FORCE it, which would only have adverse effects and make things worse.

We went back to my house later (I thought he was going to drop me off, but he came inside and stayed awhile...). When he left, he asked if I wanted to hang out later. Of course my answer was no.

I tried to make things clear. I THOUGHT I MADE THINGS CLEAR. He. Just. Didn't. Understand.

The next day I changed my relationship status on Facebook to "Single." Fucking Facebook, man. Why does it hold so much fucking merit with every-god-damned-body? Nate messaged me and said something like "Well you jumped to that pretty fast." Because obviously I didn't make myself clear enough. In his mind we were still dating.

Then he still messaged me on Facebook constantly (he told me the reason he was being so "clingy" before is because he thought I was "bored with the relationship" because he didn't talk to me enough. As if bombarding me with Facebook messages and comments was going to fix our relationship). He even had the audacity to ask me if I wanted to spend the night at his house one night when he doesn't have to work, clarifying that he knows "we're not together." I just can't see the world through his eyes. I don't understand how his mind works. I told him that wasn't a good idea, and he didn't get why. I just could not handle him anymore...

He eventually told me he would quit talking to me for a "couple of days... or weeks." I guess he finally got it.

They didn't lie when they said breaking up is hard to do.

It doesn't have to mean goodbye when I'm gone. It doesn't have to break our hearts to move on. We've lost a thousand loves in a thousand lives before. This is just one more.

So, of course there are so many details I could add to all of that, but I think that's sufficient.

Besides, it's way past midnight and I've got other things to talk about. I got distracted as usual and this post didn't make the midnight deadline I was hoping for...

Moving on.

Logan and Fonz spent a couple days at my house. Good times. Nate would not leave Logan alone. Poor Logan got dragged into the middle of all of this and this relationship isn't his!

(dammit like 5 people are talking to me on Facebook now and all these conversation are just so good and so funny i've been distracted by them for a very long time).

It's almost 2... this isn't working. Time to wrap this all up in a nutshell.

I went to get new contacts and the lady at the desk was angry cuz I skipped my last appointment, but the doctor was really nice and I was only supposed to wear the contacts for 2 weeks but wore them for 4 months fuck the police and I got more and I haven't worn them yet but it's all good.

Caleb went back to South Caroline on Sunday.  He missed his flight, but it was totally the airport's fault. His flight was supposed to leave at 5:30am. They didn't even open the security gate til 5:20 and the plan was gone by 5:25. It's really not safe for airports to be that unorganized! Anyway, he caught the next flight and made it back okay.

It was also mother's day. I painted my mom a picture a few days ago. I called her and told her where to find it hidden behind my door, and she seemed to like it. So, yay!

I've been at Nana's since Thursday. Fun times. Nick currently doesn't like Pamp for some reason, so he hasn't been over here (I guess he's just burnout and a little annoyed from hanging out with him so often. It happens). Except once he came over at like 9 o clock at night because he was riding a bike in the neighborhood and it was pouring down rain, and his friend left him, so he came here to put the bike in the garage and wait for his mom to come get him. Nick and his girlfriend were asleep on the couch when he walked in. They woke and left immediately (to take her home) without saying a word to him... So I just hung out with Pamp all by myself and had a nice chat and a hug, then he was on his way. Would be nice to see him more, but I shouldn't want that. I still know he's a player, and I'm not the only one he's talking to. I've always known that, but since I DO know that, I don't mind talking to him and seeing him. And, hell, I'm single now. I can have all the illicit fun I want. Hahaha. I sound like a yolofag. We all know I'm a responsible young adult who plays by the rules, goes by the book, and does everything "right" though. For the most part.

I've been spending a lot of time with Nana and Larry since Nick is always at school or with his girlfriend. He and his girlfriend are together EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. I just don't see how they do it. I wouldn't be able to no matter how "in love" I was.

Um, today Nick's friend Jesse came over. He was pretty funny.

Hopefully tomorrow I'll be getting my haircut, and I plan to go drastic.

I wish I could go more into detail about everything I've talked about here, but it's way late and I'm way tired and this post is way long.

Shit, I need to sleep...

I'm not proofreading any of this right now. Not sorry for any mistakes, and I'm sure there are a lot.
EDIT: I went back and fixed a lot of mistakes. You're welcome.

Well, I guess that's mostly all I had to talk about.