
oh, n yesterday i got a call from my boss at EOP while i was with anna at her cousin jamie's appartment in pittsburg, PA. apparently he'd gotten a call on friday, too, n as soon as i saw the 707 area code on my phone i knew it would be something fucked up, n i knew i shouldn't have answered, but i did. i can't wait to get back to school n find out that all my professors n everything know, too. seriously cyn, if u really were worried about me, why would u put me thro this? do u know how embarassing this is to have everyone think they're in on a situation that they're not? n seeing as how the cops lied to me about not saying anything to my roomies, god knows what they've told to anyone else. seriously albert, how could u let that fucking cunt do this to me even after all that shit u told me about how u understand what i'm going thro, after all the shit u said about how pissed off u were when you got kicked out of ur school n had to talk to cops for some bullshit reason? i guess u really never did love me like u said u did, n there's few things short of moving the stars themselves to prove to me that u did. He once said that he's like Homer Simpson and Cyn is like Marge Simpson from the simpsons. if that's the case, then he's like Phillip J. Fry and i'm like Tarunga Leela from futurama. the only difference is i didn't say it would never happen n if he wanted something between us again, i'm not saying never again, but there's few things short of moving the starts themselves that he could do to get me back right away.
well now that i've gone n made myself upset again, i'm gonna go hang out w/ anna n vince until vince leaves for work. i'm not sure what me n anna are gonna do today. we took gabe with us to pennsylvania yesterday n to anna's grandma's the day before that, n yesterday he seemed to be getting antsy that he was out of the house for a long amount of time, so it might be better to stick around the house today. we'll see what happens, tho.
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