Thursday, December 16, 2004
so....close....
Only 2 more days of hell and then I am free for almost 3 weeks (i think)!!! so so incredibly excited.
I guess i should fill you guys in on something that happened a couple nights ago...even though you wouldn't be impressed...
I went to see "he who must not be named" on monday night, just to see him b4 he left b/c he is moving to calgary, and will be going to sait in september. I know you guys all think that after the messyness of the *other girl* it was over...but i did alot of thinking during my "week of grieving" (for lack of anything else to call it). Once again, as much as i wanted to hate him and never hear from him again...there was just something about him that i didn't want to lose, and if you ask me what is it, i really couldn't tell you. I have no idea, but the fact that i can talk to him about pretty much everything i think has something to do with it. I honestly don't know. So anyway...I have it under control, and i know that nothing at this point in time could happen b/w us. He has a bunch of sh*t still going on in his life, and i think we just met at the wrong time to be anything but friends.
So, we were talking on msn, and he was like, "we have to get together b4 i leave", so i said, ok, and that i had exams from wednesday on (and he is moving on friday or sat), so it would have to be monday or tues. So monday, i ended up going to his place to help him pack (and im going to tell you right now NOTHING HAPPENED, so get that thought out of your head right now). I actually did help him do some packing, and i heard the full story of the *other girl*. And up until then i wanted to hate her for taking him away, but now i have no reason. She graduated high school at 16 and would have finished her BSc this weekish (if it wasn't for what i'm about to tell you). She was dating this guy for a while, and then he started beating her and such, but it was the point in the relationship where she thought it was something she did, so she stayed. Eventually she broke it off with him, but apparently he came back sometime last week, and told her to pack a couple bags. She told him no, so he did it for her, and then pulled her out to his car. They drove for a long time apparently, to some remote house somewhere, and he wouldn't let her leave (apparently he had ppl guarding the door so she couldn't get out). *as an aside, I know this sounds far fetched, but i see no reason for him to lie, unless she is lying to him*. She had her cell so she was apparently calling *he who must not be named* alot and filling him in. So this terrible boyfriend took her out for dinner, the night i was at *he who must not be named*'s place, and she was planning to crawl out the window in the bathroom there. (oh, this boyfriend has friends in the police force, so her going to them would do no good). Apperently he walked her to the bathroom at the restaurant (which turned out to be in Banff), and then she climbed out the window in a long dress and stillettos and called the RCMP. She's had people guarding her since then, and apparently she's moving around for the next 6 months and changing her name.
So there you have it, and that is all i can tell you, considering anyone can read this, and it is also pretty much all i know anyway.
Oh, we also watched spaceballs (which i hadn't seen), and now i FINALLY understand the meaning of *ludicrious speed* (how many years have we been using it at camp without me knowign where it came from?)
That is all...i must get back to my studying,
chow.
I guess i should fill you guys in on something that happened a couple nights ago...even though you wouldn't be impressed...
I went to see "he who must not be named" on monday night, just to see him b4 he left b/c he is moving to calgary, and will be going to sait in september. I know you guys all think that after the messyness of the *other girl* it was over...but i did alot of thinking during my "week of grieving" (for lack of anything else to call it). Once again, as much as i wanted to hate him and never hear from him again...there was just something about him that i didn't want to lose, and if you ask me what is it, i really couldn't tell you. I have no idea, but the fact that i can talk to him about pretty much everything i think has something to do with it. I honestly don't know. So anyway...I have it under control, and i know that nothing at this point in time could happen b/w us. He has a bunch of sh*t still going on in his life, and i think we just met at the wrong time to be anything but friends.
So, we were talking on msn, and he was like, "we have to get together b4 i leave", so i said, ok, and that i had exams from wednesday on (and he is moving on friday or sat), so it would have to be monday or tues. So monday, i ended up going to his place to help him pack (and im going to tell you right now NOTHING HAPPENED, so get that thought out of your head right now). I actually did help him do some packing, and i heard the full story of the *other girl*. And up until then i wanted to hate her for taking him away, but now i have no reason. She graduated high school at 16 and would have finished her BSc this weekish (if it wasn't for what i'm about to tell you). She was dating this guy for a while, and then he started beating her and such, but it was the point in the relationship where she thought it was something she did, so she stayed. Eventually she broke it off with him, but apparently he came back sometime last week, and told her to pack a couple bags. She told him no, so he did it for her, and then pulled her out to his car. They drove for a long time apparently, to some remote house somewhere, and he wouldn't let her leave (apparently he had ppl guarding the door so she couldn't get out). *as an aside, I know this sounds far fetched, but i see no reason for him to lie, unless she is lying to him*. She had her cell so she was apparently calling *he who must not be named* alot and filling him in. So this terrible boyfriend took her out for dinner, the night i was at *he who must not be named*'s place, and she was planning to crawl out the window in the bathroom there. (oh, this boyfriend has friends in the police force, so her going to them would do no good). Apperently he walked her to the bathroom at the restaurant (which turned out to be in Banff), and then she climbed out the window in a long dress and stillettos and called the RCMP. She's had people guarding her since then, and apparently she's moving around for the next 6 months and changing her name.
So there you have it, and that is all i can tell you, considering anyone can read this, and it is also pretty much all i know anyway.
Oh, we also watched spaceballs (which i hadn't seen), and now i FINALLY understand the meaning of *ludicrious speed* (how many years have we been using it at camp without me knowign where it came from?)
That is all...i must get back to my studying,
chow.
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