1:09 a.m. - 05.24.2003
The party's just begun.
I got stood up tonight by Paris.
Fuck him.
Julia called me and told me she was going to come over for the bonfire tonight. And she was bringing a few friends from Project Q.
Then, my ex, Tremain, came over. We're still friends, so it's was alright. Julia and five other guys show up.
We're all drinking and laughing and having a good time. Watching anime porn, ordering a pizza, asking the delivery guy if he wants to come in and watch some porn.
That's when another ex calls. Charles. Charles, Tremain, and me all went to middle school together. So Tremain gets on the phone with him, and ...
He just left, with Julia, to go pick him up.
The party has died quite a bit, since 2 people are sleeping on the couch now. And the life of the party, Julia, left.
I'm so scared of what's going to happen when my two ex's come back.
I'll tell you one thing though. I'm pissed off at Paris. And all guys for that matter. All guys who just want one thing.
That was Paris.
I'm not a slut. I'm not a whore. I do want a relationship. It's really easy for me to become vulnerable and need that touch, that temporary satisfaction. But I'm tired of that. I value myself more than that.
I am worth more than a one-night stand.
Some guy who lives on the east side called me tonight. He saw my picture on hotornot.com. I'm not saying that I want him to be my boyfriend. We only talked for like 20 minutes.
But I will take this as the opportunity to do things right.
