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A collection of rants, mostly about relationships and my various emotional problems
what a crap weekend July 31, 2005 - 19:14:41
I performed as Columbia almost last minute, and I really fucked it up. People said I did good, but I don't believe them. I know I sucked. This caused me to go to the party afterward in a bad mood. I was really upset with myself for doing badly, and I was tired because I'd moved around a lot that day. We get there and it's not too much fun. Then I met the girl Sean had sex with. I usually don't get jealous. I'm not posessive, and I understand that he's with me and he's not going anywhere. I'm not suspicious at all, and I'm not mad at Sean for anything that he did, but just seeing her, combined with my mood, I felt really really badly. My only reasoning for being jealous was that she's prettier than me. It's stupid, and subjective, and he doesn't think so, but it doesn't matter. We left the party early so we could talk about how I felt, and I could cry on him a lot. After we slept I felt better. We went to Jamba Juice, and watched some Buffy, and then my parents called. They wanted to know if Sean was taking me to work instead of them. Oh yeah, I had completely forgotten I had to work in less than an hour. It didn't take too long to get to my house and for me to change, so Sean and I got to eat something at my house too. Work was boring, and now I'm done. - Kitty |
