Frank. All I have to say is that one word, and immediately that's the end of the conversation. So after not hearing from him for like a year, over a year actually except one quick Happy New Year and a belated Birthday wish, I finally get a chance to have a conversation with him right before my 12:30 class. Dammit! So I come back and I sit and we chat. For a hot minute. And we go over everything. I mean I've thought about him, I've missed him, and apparently so has he, but things have changed like I was dreading they would. Now in a perfect world, he would have been waiting for me to contact him and he'd be single, ready and waiting for me to enter his life full-force so we could continue our relationship as though nothing was wrong and nothing had ever kept as apart for the last 13 months. However, this is not a perfect world. A fact that was painfully obvious to me as he started telling me about this Jason guy whom he met shortly after I left in LA and who he started dating and they've been dating for a year now. That fact is painful. Pretty painful when I think about the guy that meant so much to me is now with someone that I don't even know. But it just goes to show that he's moved on and I guess I probably should too. But the fact that he just appeared out of nowhere is amazing to me. I can't believe I actually located him enough to talk. That made my week. I only hope that it's not another year before we talk.
And just now Madonna's song "Nothing Fails" just came on and it's sooooo appropriate for how I feel with Frank. I just love Itunes. They know exactly what to say when I need it.
Monday 24 September 2007
The Three Issues Happening Concurrently....
Okay so it's been a minute since I've been here but in that time a lot of stuff has occurred. Where to start.
First off, I got hit by a car on the way back from class one evening when I was crossing to go back to my apartment. Some guy totally slammed into me when I was waiting in the median for him to cross past me. But of course, he didn't past, he ran right into me. What an asshole. And he drove off before I could the license plate or anything. So that means that I got screwed and can't do anything about it. But whatever. And when the cops came, they told me first off, that I needed reflectors which is bullshit. Unless they wanna say that to every single student that's going back from class at night, that's crap. And then he tried to ask me why I was playing in the road, and of course I wasn't. He didn't believe I had class, which I did, and it was bad. So my chair is fucked on one side, but I'm managing somehow by holding it together slightly. So that's issue one.
Issue Two: I was with Clayton at his house last weekend and while I was there we had a really good time and I hung out with them and went to see Shoot Em Up. It was pretty bad but it was entertaingly bad. I really liked it and it was totally over the top. So yeah that was cool. And then Clayton brought me back and dropped me off and I got the second shock of the month. When I opened my door, my roommates informed me that a major storm had popped up in Pembroke while I was gone and for some reason, there's an issue with the drain pipe on the side of our building and the water drains inside the building instead of out of it. So basically I opened my door to discover that my entire carpet had absorbed the fury of the storm and it was a living swamp. The whole thing was wet and destroyed all the way through. Thank God I had my PS3 and Xbox on the shelf or they would've been destroyed too. So basically they wanted to tell me they weren't gonna do anything about it, so I said to fuck off and they finally got it fixed where they moved me over to another room while they fixed the original one. That was over a week ago, and interestingly it's still NOT fixed, but they claim it should be finished tomorrow. I sure hope so, cause this hiding in my room shit is ridiculous.
Issue Three: The new roommates are ridiculous. They're complete alkis and it's getting on my nerves. I was out there trying to do my laundry and Josh comes out and pops half a bottle of vodka and Sunny Delight at 12:37 in the afternoon. Couple that with the fact that they totally don't believe in sharing any of the food bill, and that makes for bad problems. So I'm through trying to be nice to them. And secondly one of them is with Phi Beta Sigma and I'm not on good terms with them right now. But I'm totally over it. But that was only a preview as to what was to come this afternoon.
First off, I got hit by a car on the way back from class one evening when I was crossing to go back to my apartment. Some guy totally slammed into me when I was waiting in the median for him to cross past me. But of course, he didn't past, he ran right into me. What an asshole. And he drove off before I could the license plate or anything. So that means that I got screwed and can't do anything about it. But whatever. And when the cops came, they told me first off, that I needed reflectors which is bullshit. Unless they wanna say that to every single student that's going back from class at night, that's crap. And then he tried to ask me why I was playing in the road, and of course I wasn't. He didn't believe I had class, which I did, and it was bad. So my chair is fucked on one side, but I'm managing somehow by holding it together slightly. So that's issue one.
Issue Two: I was with Clayton at his house last weekend and while I was there we had a really good time and I hung out with them and went to see Shoot Em Up. It was pretty bad but it was entertaingly bad. I really liked it and it was totally over the top. So yeah that was cool. And then Clayton brought me back and dropped me off and I got the second shock of the month. When I opened my door, my roommates informed me that a major storm had popped up in Pembroke while I was gone and for some reason, there's an issue with the drain pipe on the side of our building and the water drains inside the building instead of out of it. So basically I opened my door to discover that my entire carpet had absorbed the fury of the storm and it was a living swamp. The whole thing was wet and destroyed all the way through. Thank God I had my PS3 and Xbox on the shelf or they would've been destroyed too. So basically they wanted to tell me they weren't gonna do anything about it, so I said to fuck off and they finally got it fixed where they moved me over to another room while they fixed the original one. That was over a week ago, and interestingly it's still NOT fixed, but they claim it should be finished tomorrow. I sure hope so, cause this hiding in my room shit is ridiculous.
Issue Three: The new roommates are ridiculous. They're complete alkis and it's getting on my nerves. I was out there trying to do my laundry and Josh comes out and pops half a bottle of vodka and Sunny Delight at 12:37 in the afternoon. Couple that with the fact that they totally don't believe in sharing any of the food bill, and that makes for bad problems. So I'm through trying to be nice to them. And secondly one of them is with Phi Beta Sigma and I'm not on good terms with them right now. But I'm totally over it. But that was only a preview as to what was to come this afternoon.
Thursday 6 September 2007
Make Up Your Mind!
Okay so I've just come to another face slapping realization tonight as I logged in on my computer. One major high and one major low. On Tuesday afternoon, I found out that my application for the National Honors Society was approved, and that I got in. So I was really, really happy about that. However, I just realized just now that I was lied to YET AGAIN about this fucking fraternity thing.
The first time that shit happened was the night of bids for Phi Mu Alpha and I had asked my then friend Adam as to whether or not he was in or not. He flat out lied to my face and then Efrain turned around helped him cover it up. When I found out, I was so angry that I never wanted to speak to him again. However I realized tonight that it's happened again.
The other day Treco came over to the apartment and I asked him when Phi Beta Sigma was planning on having another line since everyone was under the suspicion that they don't have a line since they haven't had one in a long time, and we were told when I went last year, that they didn't have time to run a line thanks to Marvin running the school and stuff. So when I asked Treco what was going to happen, he told me to wait until the old regime was out of office before new people were elected in. Well folks, that was another FLAT out lie. Tonight Liddia (who is a Zeta) proclaimed that not only did they have a line last semester, they have a probate on Friday!!! This makes me so angry. Then didn't TELL anyone. And I'm so pissed.
Why is it that I can't seem to have that what I want most? Everyone tells me I'm well-qualified to be in a fraternity and that I have a lot of qualities for the thing however I've done this shit three times now (five if you include twice for PMA and once for DLP) and I just can't seem to convince anyone.
And I know people like Efrain really feel bad for me, but I'd rather not get in than to appear desperate and to run out to everyone's Rushes and shit. I'm not gonna do that, and it's not worth it. My dignity will prevent me from doing that. What I have left, that is.
The first time that shit happened was the night of bids for Phi Mu Alpha and I had asked my then friend Adam as to whether or not he was in or not. He flat out lied to my face and then Efrain turned around helped him cover it up. When I found out, I was so angry that I never wanted to speak to him again. However I realized tonight that it's happened again.
The other day Treco came over to the apartment and I asked him when Phi Beta Sigma was planning on having another line since everyone was under the suspicion that they don't have a line since they haven't had one in a long time, and we were told when I went last year, that they didn't have time to run a line thanks to Marvin running the school and stuff. So when I asked Treco what was going to happen, he told me to wait until the old regime was out of office before new people were elected in. Well folks, that was another FLAT out lie. Tonight Liddia (who is a Zeta) proclaimed that not only did they have a line last semester, they have a probate on Friday!!! This makes me so angry. Then didn't TELL anyone. And I'm so pissed.
Why is it that I can't seem to have that what I want most? Everyone tells me I'm well-qualified to be in a fraternity and that I have a lot of qualities for the thing however I've done this shit three times now (five if you include twice for PMA and once for DLP) and I just can't seem to convince anyone.
And I know people like Efrain really feel bad for me, but I'd rather not get in than to appear desperate and to run out to everyone's Rushes and shit. I'm not gonna do that, and it's not worth it. My dignity will prevent me from doing that. What I have left, that is.
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