So today was an extremely interesting day.
I got up this morning and found out my friend Melina couldn't come with me to 72nd street, so I went to Jeff's house pretty early, around 1. The weather today was 80 degrees and I was wearing really short shorts and a t-shirt. I did my makeup really nice and shaved my legs.
When I first got there, Jeff and his mom were about to head out to the supermarket and she asked me to come along. Me and Jeff spoke a bit but we didn't really know what to say to each other. Then we went back upstairs. Jeff's mom stayed downstairs talking to her neighbors and me and Jeff were in his room. He was talking a lot and he seemed like he was trying to fill me in on what's been going on in his life, which I appreciated. He told me that there's a lot of drama going on with his friends and I didn't know what to say to that, because in all honesty, he takes some blame for that. It got silent a few times when we didn't know what to say to each other but overall I could tell he didn't resent me being there. Then he told me about something that's going on in his love life (I can't specify because I'm sworn to secrecy) that disappointed me. I didn't know why I was so upset but then I realized that maybe a part of me does want to be with him again. But yeah, it wasn't a very pleasant feeling. It felt like my stomach dropped down to my knees and I was trying hard to not let it show on my face.
Then we had to go down again cause I asked Jeff to come to the bakery with me but Jeff's mom received a check from the tax people and she came along. We ended up not going to the bakery because she wanted to put minutes on Jeff's new phone and to check out a tattoo parlor. At some point a long the way I told her I've always wanted an owl tattoo and she said we'd ask the tattoo guy how much it would be.
So we went to the tattoo parlor and Jeff went home because he wanted to charge his phone. The tattoo guy said my tattoo would cost $35 and Jeff's mom said she would pay for it. (Woohoo!)
Then I texted my mom and after begging for 20 minutes she said yes, but only if I agreed to get a job this summer. (I know I'm going to regret this later on in life)
So I was really excited and I went into Jeff's room and told him. His friends Jayson and Caesar were there (Jayson is the one I think hates me who I used to hate) and I stayed in there hanging out with them. After a while we decided to go on a walk and we walked about 10 long blocks, bought food, and came back. I asked Jeff's mom when we were going to the tattoo parlor and she said she was waiting for the guy to call her.
Jeff went to the bathroom at some point and I took advantage and looked at Jeff's poetry book, which was very rude of me. His poetry was kind of depressing and made him sound suicidal but at the end of the book he made a list of 2 girls he was interested in and listed their good attributes. He didn't write any names, just the initials "P" and "C". I assumed that the P stood for "Patricia", some girl I think he was interested in but if it did, the list wouldn't be relevant anymore because he likes someone else. I have no idea who the "C" could be.
I played some video games and talked with the guys and John showed up. I was happy to see him cause I haven't seen him in a while. It was around 7:30 by then and I was getting impatient about the tattoo so I asked his mom if the guy called and she said she made an appointment for tomorrow at 1:00. I told her I have school and she said she might still be there by then so to stop by anyway. I was kinda tight. Especially because I had written on Facebook that I was getting a tattoo today and at school tomorrow everyone's gonna wanna see the nonexistent owl.
So I left shortly after that because I didn't want to be at Jeff's house all night and I was wearing shorts and it was getting cold outside.
I was pretty pleased at how the day went, because Jeff apparently doesn't mind talking to me, and because I'm getting a tattoo tomorrow. The only thing that bothers me is what Jeff told me about the girl he likes. I wasn't expecting to be bothered so much by it but I guess I'm not completely over him. Fml. I wish I was.
I'm gonna have to see him again tomorrow, but after that I don't think I should show up for a few days. I don't want to make him feel like I'm gonna start coming over and wanting to hang out with him everyday like I used to.
To be honest, for a second I hoped that me being there would make him less interested in the girl he likes, or at least make him think about me. I don't think he could've lost 100% of the feelings he had for me. I'm not getting my hopes up, though. I never get what I expect.
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