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[March, 1990] But Wait, it Gets Worse

3/7/90

Dear Journal,

Mitchell R is such a two-timing sleaze-ball!!!!! I hate that f#$%ed-up @#$hole!!!

He asked Rose out and she said “Yes!” At first I was furios but then I realized that it was Rose who was getting the raw end of the deal! He’ll just go out with her for a few months (maybe even less!) dump her, and then find some other girl to chase after!!!

She’s going to learn her lesson the hard way!!!

That’s what she said.

Ahem.

I was learning some lessons, too, about how unfortunate it is to date in such close quarters. While I may have made a mistake in assuming things with Mitch were more than they were, working his way through my female friends like that before my body was even cold was pretty tacky.

Oddly enough, at the time I think I was angrier at Mitchell than Rose, which makes less sense to me today. Mitch had already proven himself to be a jerk, but Rose was allegedly a good friend. And yet she blindly agreed to go on a date with Mitch without even asking if it would upset me (which we can see it did, in the most melodramatic way). Either she didn’t realize how utterly heartbroken I was or didn’t care or both.

Oh well. At least I had a good nickname for the boy-who-done-me-wrong. Never mind the fact that it’s up for debate whether he really two-timed me or that our dates. This type of anger and heartache defies all logic.

Luckily, I was about to hatch a plan, one I was sure would bring me vindication against my transgressors…

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  1. bridget
    January 26, 2010 at 2:21 pm

    so i have a question; did you write swears out like that in your actual journal or are you just cleaning them up for this one?

  2. January 26, 2010 at 3:00 pm

    I was wondering that too! F#$%ed up.

  3. damiella
    January 26, 2010 at 4:56 pm

    Bridget and Sada,

    I was a foul-mouthed little kid, at least in my diary, and the curses were not censored in the original entries. I bleep them out in the blog to keep the content appropriate(ish) for all audiences.

  4. January 26, 2010 at 9:17 pm

    That’s classic! Interested to see how things progress…

  5. Mary
    January 26, 2010 at 10:01 pm

    Yeah, interesting how you blame the guy more than the girl. It’s almost like when we were that age, we were just so grateful to have a boy ask us out, we just got a “pass” when the boy was cursed up and down. You’re right, though–nowadays, I’d be plenty more upset with a friend who agreed to date a guy who dumped me than I would the guy, himself. My female relationships are more important than some thoughtless jerk who’s in and out of my life in a heartbeat.

    • damiella
      January 27, 2010 at 2:03 pm

      Mary,

      Yeah, I also think that since there are more heated emotions involved where a boy is concerned, it’s easy to just channel all the bad feelings and blame at the guy.

  6. Mary
    January 26, 2010 at 10:02 pm

    That said, I never went out with a boy who dated a friend first. Gross!

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