My Alibi

dont lose touch....

me and jonathan equals muy bad. sunday night, we went to the movies. went fine. then we went back to his house and listened to some music he had been working on. that was fine. but then he just started hounding me with questions about what i thought of this or that. and i didnt really feel like the right person for him to be asking. i dont know anything about it. i told him that i didnt think i wanted to listen to his music with him anymore. and he kind of flipped out. he said "well then, i just wont share my music with you anymore." but it was the tone he used that really pissed me off. like he was trying to give me a guilt trip. big surprise. he claimed that wasnt his intention. yeah right. he was obviously offended that i wasnt as interested as he hoped. i told him to shut up and he freaked out. "dont say that to me!" are you serious? shut up, two harmless words. so he went to give me a hug, and i was really annoyed, so annoyed i wasnt feeling a hug at all. so i pretended to knee him in the balls to get him to let me go. did not work. so i tried to wiggle away and he would not let go, and grabbed my knee between his and had me in a head lock, i dont like ruff housing, and that was his excuse, that we had done it before, so he figured we were just being "playful." no, not cool. so i punched him lightly in the balls. yeah it hurt and he dropped and he let me go. thank god, told me to put my coat on, and i got my stuff, walked to the door, and told him not to follow me. where he insisted that i not walk home, when it was 13 degrees outside, why i would even pretend to walk home. no. i dont think so. so i went out the back door and he watched me from the front step. why i dont know. then he crossed the street to try to talk to me. i told him to go away. then i talked to him later on the phone, and it wasnt productive at all. so the next day, i guess him and bice decided to start drinking at like 3 in the afternoon. and i gave him a call around 7, and he called me back a little while later. im not sure if he was drunk, or on something, but his exact words : i think im done. my favorite part was that he said it over the phone. hes leaving in a month and a half, so i think we were both looking for an excuse to be done before it was anything more. i just wish he wasnt such a whimp. thats all. hopefully he doesnt spend too much time drinking or doing drugs before he leaves for california. hes a bar guy trying not to be. too bad it wasnt the other way around. it might have been better. haha. thats that, then. i guess him and tony can hate me together. they can be drinking buddies again. i think i will delete both of their numbers from my phone. its probably for the best.