In His Own World
Wednesday, August 27th, 2008Let me preface this story with this bit of info: this guy I (guess you could say I maybe dated…i thought I knew, but now it’s all just a blur of crazy) bought me this rad book for my birthday this past year. It was a book on war poster design, which may not interest many people, but I loved it. Simply because he put thought into the present. The following is a conversation we had on IM once I found out he hadn’t really broken up with his girlfriend.
How do I know they didn’t break up? I saw them out together…which was awkward. And then the ‘ex’ girlfriend called me-yes she called me…and filled me in. I was a bit perturbed. So I gave him back presents that he gave me…including the rad book. And: Action!
him: you’re like mute
me: noo….thinking….
him: you know what i used your book for last night
me: its not mine anymore
him: to break-up pot on
me: thats kind of sad
him: i looked at it though the other night. good book
him: i guess it just goes in the shelf now
him: i really didnt want it back
me: you wanted the book…you were going to buy one for yourself
me: might as well have the one you bought
him: i like to buy books for people that i would like
11:40 PM
him: when they are similarly-minded
me: well i liked it….what more you want me to say?!?
him: i didnt ask for you to say anything
me: ok
him: do you want it back
him: i feel weird having a gift that i gave to someone
him: it makes me feel like i didn’t give it
me: i feel weird that jeanne called me [sidenote jeanne is the fake ex]
him: oh really
him: i cant control that
him: im not sure how she got your number but i apologize
me: no…she was really cool
him: i dont doubt that
him: its behind me
me: of course it is
him: what else can i do
him: besides move past it
him: its the noly option i have
11:45 PM
me: you’re right
him: so
me: as always
him: it was a cluster-eff of confusion and emotions
me: yeah…i can imagine
him: so yeah
me: yeah
him: i tried to transition, but in didnt work out [here he means transition from one gurl to the next]
him: how i wanted it to
me: whats that mean?
me: you told me ya’ll were completely through…and she said ya’ll weren’t, ya’ll were still together
him: thats not true
him: she asked if she could date
him: and i said yes
11:50 PM
him: and she did date
him: twice
him: i had no problem with that
him: why would i
me: umm…back to my first part of that statement…YOU said ya’ll were through…you didn’t tell me ya’ll were still ‘dating’ or whatever
him: we were not
him: together
him: it was a break
him: what?
me: you told me it was done for good…no mention of break…i feel horrible
him: i dont get it
him: i told you we broke it off
him: i know one thing – i never cheated
him: thats that
me: are you kidding me?
him: Jeanne knows that
me: umm…i told her otherwise
him: no i know we were together im nor saying that
11:55 PM
him: it was not cheating though
him: anyway
him: im becoming aggravated
him: done
him: im getting pissed off
me: what are you pissed about
him: this miscommunication about me being a cheater
12:00 AM
him: just really not understanding how if we werent broken up that it was cool for Jeanne to go out and date and hook-up, but when its me its cheating
him: im in the dark
me: dude i dunno…she didn’t go into all that
me: on that one
him: oh well
12:05 AM
him: I’m really sorry it ended up this way. It was not my intention to say the least. I’m really very sorry if you were hurt by any of this. It’s the last thing I wanted. I never for once thought I was in the wrong, but in the yes of others maybe I was.
him: that sums it up
him: I’ve been trying to figure out what went wrong for the past week
him: but it is what it is
me: it is
me: i have to pee – brb
12:10 AM
him: ridiculous
him: ok you’re becoming hostile
me: everything i say is ridiculous
him: not true
me: i’m totally calm….i’m sitting here working
him: nothing youve said tonight until the last minute has been hostile
him: so how do you work and type on ichat
me: multi task
him: you must be really talented
me: you’re right
me: thats why i’ve gotten 3 versions of a poster done while talking to you
him: well ill let you run so you can focus 110%
him: Have a great day tomorrow, [Cheeky]
him: cheers
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Thats right, he ended the conversation with ‘cheers’. And told me to have a great day. After I just found out that for about 3 months, he had been lying. Mr. Happy-go-lucky. In his own world.
