Lost Cause
Don Juan
Last night was a very surreal experience for me. I hit up the local Brewing company with a friend for a quick beer (it was after 12 already) and guess who's there? My ex of 2 1/2 years. As I get closer she started macking this dude right in front of me. Now I know she didn't see me because her back was to me but i was 5 feet away from her when it happened.
My world turned blurry when they were kissing. I couldn't see anything in focus. My hands, feet, the room. It all felt like I had been spun around really fast 100 times and jerked to a halt. I had to say something but I couldn't talk.... So I tapped her on the shoulder and said Hi and gave her one of my "Whats up slut" looks... then walked away and got a beer. And she wasn't even 21! I shoulda had her ass kicked out.
I was crushed guys. The fact that a girl I'd never seen so much as hug another guy but myself is all over someone else just got to me. For a second I was gonna pummel the guy but what would of that done? Nothing. So much for the "I need to be alone" speech she gave when we broke up. The other, underlying part of it all was the fact that she had moved on faster than I had. That was more of a male pride thing than anything else but nonetheless it still wore in on me.
Oh yeah and the best part is that she came over without notice a few days ago and asked me out to lunch. I declined her invitation though and now I'm glad that I did.
This whole event made me realize something. I need to get on it. I need to stop worrying about women and work on myself. I need to do well in school, accomplish my goals, improve myself inside and out and start crossing those things off my to-do list. I need to get a few new hobbies and meet some different friends. The girls will come when they see that you're a man of action and don't sit idly by waiting for life to throw things at you. They will, trust me on that one. Ya know what? My ex is a dumb, coked out hairdresser and that's all she'll ever be. I've got a lot more going for me than that. Good riddance to her.
Man what a fukkked up night. A script writer for "The OC" couldn't of written this one any better.
My world turned blurry when they were kissing. I couldn't see anything in focus. My hands, feet, the room. It all felt like I had been spun around really fast 100 times and jerked to a halt. I had to say something but I couldn't talk.... So I tapped her on the shoulder and said Hi and gave her one of my "Whats up slut" looks... then walked away and got a beer. And she wasn't even 21! I shoulda had her ass kicked out.
I was crushed guys. The fact that a girl I'd never seen so much as hug another guy but myself is all over someone else just got to me. For a second I was gonna pummel the guy but what would of that done? Nothing. So much for the "I need to be alone" speech she gave when we broke up. The other, underlying part of it all was the fact that she had moved on faster than I had. That was more of a male pride thing than anything else but nonetheless it still wore in on me.
Oh yeah and the best part is that she came over without notice a few days ago and asked me out to lunch. I declined her invitation though and now I'm glad that I did.
This whole event made me realize something. I need to get on it. I need to stop worrying about women and work on myself. I need to do well in school, accomplish my goals, improve myself inside and out and start crossing those things off my to-do list. I need to get a few new hobbies and meet some different friends. The girls will come when they see that you're a man of action and don't sit idly by waiting for life to throw things at you. They will, trust me on that one. Ya know what? My ex is a dumb, coked out hairdresser and that's all she'll ever be. I've got a lot more going for me than that. Good riddance to her.
Man what a fukkked up night. A script writer for "The OC" couldn't of written this one any better.