2006-07-04 - 11:52 p.m.
I just wanted to add an entry while I was upset because it seems that the words flow when I have unspoken angst.
I don't know why it should surprise me really... But it makes me think about alot of things that seem to follow this trend. My best friend's husband calls her a liar because she tried to make his feel better when he asked her what she was doing when she was out. He, on the other hand, says now that he would have told her the naughty things that he was doing had she only asked. Well, she's not the type to ask such a thing. It's not that he lied... it's that he didn't tell the truth when there was truth to be told.
Fuckers...
Talk to your ex-girlfriend... that happens, I'm glad that I heard about it from her though. I still talk to a couple of my ex-boyfriends. But I mention it. Not that he requires it. I'm not trying to hide anything in an effort to avoid a problem should somebody call me or message me something.
We've had the conversation about whether boys and girls (who are in relationships) could be friends. It seems tricky because of the way that it looks to other people as well. I'm concerned about inpropriety in general because I'm honestly not doing anything that I shouldn't... I don't think. But what are we supposed to mention to our partners? I was asking him for a long time to tell his friends that we had a baby... but he didn't want to. Then the other day he's talking about it with one of them like it's nothing new and I ask him when he dropped the bomb on them. (I was pretty thrilled actually.) Nonchalantly he says, "A while back." I felt like slugging him. "What did they say???" I get nothing. At least pretend ... lie to me for fuck's sake... say that they were so thrilled and that she's beautiful and congratulations and ... you get the idea. Damn.
On an another note...
I have no problem with people expressing their sorrows, their torments -- this is a normal thing and healthy, I'm sure. But why does it have to be like that all the time? So it's like that? Yeah, it's like that. Maybe diaries are a good place to express those problems so that you don't have to bring it with you in everyday life. Yeah... that's it. But I just don't have enough sympathy, I guess. Hmmm...
