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Break-up, work, and a new guy---WTF?
Lately, it's dawned on me that I'm going to be 18 years old. I'm not getting any younger. In less than a year from now, I'm going to graduate and face the real world and go to college. So, to help out, I decided to get a headstart on life. I got a job. That really took up some time.
I've been busy working many hours... day after day... getting paid every week, which is ******** fantastic. After a couple weeks into the job, I realized that I haven't been seeing Clay.
For those of you who don't know, Clay was my beau for about a month. I guess we weren't exactly dating--we just really liked each other. Clay was a great guy, I'm not going to lie. He was so completely opposite from me. Imagine a metalhead/rocker kinda chick with a redneck. That was me and Clay. I thought it was kinda cool that I was dating someone different from me. And being with someone different seemed to really work out for me.
One thing that didn't work out was that I realized how long it had been before we had seen--or even talked to each other. My job really kept me occupied and, as a result, I didn't have time to have a boyfriend. I called Clay one day when I was actually off. What a surprise, he wasn't there. This was a regular occurrence that I would call him and he would be off somewhere else.
One day, I called him. And deep down in my heart, I knew it would be my last. It was intuition speaking to me while I heard the other line ringing. It was crazy. Wanna know what happened?.
Get this: His grandma, of all the ******** people in this world, answers the phone and tells me that for the past few weeks, he'd been wanting to break up with me because he didn't like me anymore. I'm like, what the hell?
It was deja vu all over again. This wasn't the first time this had ever happened to me. I was talking to a guy before Clay, who ALSO didn't have the balls to open up and tell me s**t. Those of you who know who I'm talking about, well, KNOW who I'm talking about. His name rhymes with 'rake'... There... I said it.
I hung up the phone and thought about things for a quick moment while processing what happened. Clay's 19 years old... going on 20. He has a child. He's had a job, much ******** longer than I have. He's got car payments and all kinds of other s**t to worry about. Me? I'm trying to raise up money for my own car. I'm still in the process of graduating high school, for Christ's sake. We're on completely separate tracks. Why complicate my life with a boyfriend?
Oh no. I met someone else... Yes.
There's this guy I met. He's amazing. Just when I thought the country ******** was "opposite". Try a guy who's fascinated with video games and Transformers... and doesn't like Slipknot or Iron Maiden (WHOA s**t)... He's great. He's funny, smart (or at least seems like it)...
We're not dating. But I'd ******** love to date him =]
We do flirt with each other. We have each other's numbers... we have arranged to go to a movie with each other. I'm not quite sure if he likes me just yet... He might, considering how much attention he gives me =]. More info soon.
I would totally marry him =]]
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