This week has been shit. Seriously. Every god-damn day since Sunday has been shit. Let me go into more detail for you.
June 20th - I missed the Solstice Parade because Adam took Danny and I didn't want to see that fucker. So I pretty much sat in my room all day while all that shit was going on, writing letters and all that. Boring.
June 21st - Sunday, the best day of the week. It was all downhill from here, really. So, Adam was fighting with Danny, so even though Danny was all like "I want you to stop hanging out with Jason because I feel betrayed," Adam took me to the Fremont Fair, and we had a pretty good time. Then we went back to his house and painted which was fun. Good times were had by all, I felt like I had at least one fucking person on my side, one fucking friend up here in Seattle.
June 22nd - Brian came up to visit. And, oh my god, what a downer. He wouldn't do anything, totally negative about everything, and all this shit, so we just ended up hanging out at my apartment on the couch. I comforted Adam over the Facebook, because he was having troubles with Danny and all that. I also chatted with tons of guys from OkCupid and all that, so it wasn't that bad, just fucking boring.
June 23rd - Brian and I wanted to go see Up in 3D, but the theater was having technical difficulties, AGAIN. So we gave that up. Just as I got to the theater I got a text message from Danny that said "I miss you everyday." So, that kinda shook me up. Then I had plans to hang out with Adam so I left Brian at the apartment to fend for himself. Adam and I made collages, and I started to get all depressed about Danny, then we watched Baby Mama. Danny messaged me again saying "And it looks like you don't want to talk to me...which hurts pretty badly, but I thought I would let you know. I miss you." So I responded, "I miss you too. It's really a shame." Then he said, "What's a shame?" So Adam and I stopped hanging out, and I waited for Brian to go to bed and then I sent Danny an e-mail, explaining that it was a shame because he didn't deserve me missing him because of how much he hurt me.
June 24th - So Brian had to leave early, which I was kind of happy about because I wanted to go to the IMA anyway. I also got an e-mail from Danny, saying he was sorry and all that, and that he was willing to do "whatever it takes" to get me back. So, I thought I would bring up some of the other shit that caused problems in our relationship, because I'm not just going to go running back to someone because they say "I'm sorry, I miss you." Or whatever. So I brought up the Jim thing, and his subtle insults, and all that shit. He totally got all defensive and started making excuses for himself as far as the Jim thing goes, which really pissed me off. He's like "I'm not going to be blamed for being in an abusive relationship."
June 25th - I sent Danny an e-mail saying that yes, he can be blamed for being in an abusive relationship, and that out of respect for me, he should've done everything in his power to cut off all fucking contact with Jim instead of making me deal with it and giving Jim so much power over us.
I also had a date with the same guy I dated on Wednesday of last week, which I was pretty excited about because it was a second date and we were going to Pike Place, which I had never been to. My feelings couldn't have been more off. The guy didn't talk practically the entire time, I spent the whole time trying to get him to open up and I made so many awkward attempts at conversation, so by the middle of the date I got fed up. He wasn't participating at all, and then he had the nerve to tell ME that he wasn't "feeling a connection." I was like yeah buddy, right back atcha. Then he ditched me at a bus stop downtown and was like "Well see you later. Or maybe not! Hehehe." I wanted to stab that fucking douche in the face. Stupid-ass motherfucker.
So apparently that night, Danny and Adam finally had a heart-to-heart talk and resolved all of their little issues, and Danny showed Adam the next e-mail he was going to send me, and told Adam not to hang out with me again or whatever because he felt like Adam was betraying him...still.
June 26th - So I woke up to a nasty, melodramatic e-mail from Danny where he basically said that I had the mindset of batterers, rapists, and pedophiles, clearly not getting the point of what I had said in the e-mail before and blowing it way out of proportion. And then he was like "I'm done." So...good job of doing whatever it fucking takes to get me back, you stupid loser ass prick. I was pretty devastated by that, so even though he told me not to respond, I did. Three times. The first e-mail was trying to better explain what I meant in the first one, and saying that Danny really didn't fucking try to apologize or own up to any of the shit he did, he just said sorry and then made excuses for himself. The second one was about how much I loved him and how much he treated me like shit. After that one, I went out for a smoke to clear my head, and then I came back and just gave him the big "fuck you" e-mail. I told him all the drama and bullshit in the relationship came from his end, not mine, so I had absolutely nothing to apologize for. He, on the other hand, has to live knowing that he pushed me away because he can't handle being mature and talking about things.
As if that wasn't already enough drama for the day, Adam messaged me on Facebook telling me that Danny isn't going to "allow" us to be friends because he feels it constitutes betrayal, and since they're all buddy-buddy now, which is VERY unlike where their relationship was less than a week ago, Adam decides that he has no choice but to obey Danny's every fucking whim because he's pathetic and in love with him. So I tried to convince Adam that what Danny was doing was fucked up, and Adam even fucking agreed with me! So he said that they would talk about it when they had the barbecue later that day. I was also still devastated about the e-mail thing, so I told Adam to tell Danny that I didn't mean to crush him as bad as I apparently did with my e-mail about Jim, and that I still wanted to try to work things out, blah blah blah.
Then I went and hung out with Brionna's friends, because that's where my social life is headed now, back to hanging out with my fucking roommate and her friends, where I obviously don't fit in. On the way over there, I texted Adam and told him not to say any of that shit to Danny that I told him to, mostly because I didn't want to put Adam in the situation again, but also because I just don't give a shit about Danny. Our relationship is done, he's a melodramatic bitch, and it probably wouldn't have changed anything anyway. It would've only hurt my pride and my friendship with Adam.
June 27th TODAY - So I got up early because I was supposed to go to some party with Chris, the guy from my Japanese class, and considering all the bullshit that I've been through the last couple of days, all I could talk about was my ex and all that...probably very annoying. Also there were some catty gays at that party. I felt soooo uncomfortable so I drank a shit ton and was out of it. Then some of us went back to Chris's apartment to smoke some weed. I took one hit and realized it was a mistake. It was so fucking depressing, I felt like I was back in high school hanging out with my sister's friends. All I wanted to do was just pass out, but I wouldn't let myself. So...that party turned to shit, it definitely wasn't as crazy as I thought it would be, or as much as Chris said it was going to be. I dunno, then he wasn't talking to me when we were walking back to his apartment and when he drove me home...I just felt awkward and hung over. Oh well. Probably won't be hanging out with him and his bitch friends again. At least I got drunk though, I guess.
So I get home and then I start talking to Adam on Facebook, and apparently Danny still won't "let" us be friends, which just pissed me off. And he's like "I hope you know that I have nothing against you and I don't want you to hate me...blah blah blah." I was like "I'm sorry you feel you have to do that, but until you grow a goddamn spine, I'm not going to think very positively about your actions or you. I'll talk to you later."
So, here I am, friendless and loveless once again in fucking shitty-ass Seattle. I got a date tomorrow, but I'm not crossing my fingers for anything magical to happen during that. Oh and then my boot camp class starts on Tuesday, I'm kind of excited for that. So yes, it appears I have come full-circle my friends. I'm exactly where I fucking started when I moved up here in September, all because of one fucking douchebag asshole what goes by the name of Danny.
Oh by the way, Adam put up a picture of Danny on his Facebook. I don't know if it's recent or not but it looks TERRIBLE. Apparently he's gotten fatter and balder in the month since I've broken up with him, and he seriously looks like that mutant baby in that guy's stomach on Total Recall. So, laughing at my ex's ugly face is really the only fucking consolation I have at this point. How pathetic is that?
Despite all the shit that's been going on though, I wouldn't say I'm all that depressed. I'm used to being alone. I'm totally over Danny now that I realize what an immature fucking douche he really is. So, one thing's for sure, ya can't keep THIS bitch down. Oh and by the way, I'll be in Vancouver from July 2nd to July 6th. Woot woot holla!