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Friday, August 04, 2006
reddened
For my last day in Miami, I'm feeling some pretty bizarre emotions. Here's the list:
-I have a headache
-Tres tres fatigue (tired)
-I already miss Lexi, and this house
-And I don't want tomorrow to come
This last one is the most bothersome. At lunch time, I put Lexi in the carrier, and decided to walk around the neighborhood one last time. Unfortunately, when I picked up my phone, I noticed a million and a half missed calls from this morning. (four or five is a million to me since I'm used to not having people call me unless I expect them to) Anyway, going against my usual judgment, I called two of them back. This is the result of it:
The two most stressful Texas friends of mine are coming to see me at the airport while I'm stuck in Houston for a few hours. They're going to take me to lunch, and I'm pretty sure they already don't like each other even before they've met. Ugh... I mean, they're both obsessive over driving themselves places, so I'm going to have to choose which car to sit in, I'm going to have to make up the conversation because they're both shy around strangers, and the worst part is that none of the friends I really want to see are able to show up. This 'hassle' would be a lot more manageable with a few more people there. I should never have told anyone I would be in Houston for a few hours, that's not a big bueno.
Stressed out. It wouldn't be all bad, I mean seeing people for lunch is no big deal, but I HATE-scratch that- I DESPISE airports with all the marrow in my bones! Everyone's in a rush, everyone's all nervous and uncomfortable, and the security lines make me want to scream! So not only do I have to sit in a cramped plane two times tomorrow and deal with security and what not twice, I also have to worry about where to meet these friends, try my hardest to wear my enthousiastic face, and give everyone (all three of them) a lasting good impression of me for one of the last times we'll see eachother in a long time. Oh god, if I drank, I would need a strong one post-haste.
To make things worse: Robby is one of the friends that I dont want to see, but will anyway. Apparently he's more stubborn and loyal than I imagined, and he wouldn't let me break up with him, not the way I wanted to anyway. I like breaking up with people to the point that I never see, nor speak with them again. When I broke up with robby, he sent me two messages back saying things like, "I understand, no big deal. I agree, I don't care how far away you are, I will never stop thinking of you" and he left me a message on my phone that sounded like this, "Hey beautiful, call me" UGH, I'm begging him to get angry and hate me, but he just wont!! I can't get much meaner than I have without feeling giulty about it later. Hopefully he'll get bored with me... he will if I have anything to say about it.
-wizeup