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at the beginning of this day, i chose a picture of the white stripes as my desktop background. the photograph showed jack white fake screaming at a nonplussed meg. i decided on this picture because it broke up the space--there were four spaces broken up in all. this evening, i chatted with my ex jeff and a guy who i thought would become my friend with benefits, marcus. he does not seem interested in fooling around anymore. he doesn't turn me on, but somehow i am still very sad. and i can't emote. i can't even change my status on facebook, for fear that jeff will see it and think that i'm regretting having left him. i'm not regretting that at all. i need a weekend. i need recovery. i need not to need a man, nor his affections. there are really no words to explain to my mother what has happened. i don't know how i would broach this subject, and i don't particularly think i should. but i need to talk about it with someone. i'm wearing no underwear right now because of marcus. i shaved because i thought he might be touching me down there tonight. i was really, really, really looking forward to meeting him tonight. but now i'm sad not because we won't be near each other tonight. it's a sadness i cannot explain. i have known him for ages it feels like. i want to hug him or something, but now i know we can't be anything. i don't even know if we can be friends, and that makes me sad. i think making out has ruined us. sex ruins everything. no, i ruin everything. i turned him down twice and then wanted him as a friend with benefits. i deserve to feel sad. ...but, he said he was only looking to have some fun that night. so was i. i can't tell anything anymore. i feel like comprehension of anything is beyond me. i feel i have no one to talk to about this. there's abby, but she's probably asleep, and i don't want to bother her anyway. she would probably think i deserved it too, though. sometimes i wonder if she sensed that i wanted to be more than friends with benefits with him. i feel like he has left me hanging. only maybe i used him. i hope not. i'm going to call and apologize, right now. i am SICK of aim and its heartaches. i'm the kind of sad where you wish you could be alone to cry, but if you were alone, you might not cry to begin with. i called him and left him a message saying that i was sorry if i he had felt used. i was brief but genuine. he never responded when i instant messaged him asking, "Did you feel used? I am so sorry if you did." There was no response at all after that. So, looks like I can't contact him again tonight. I've logged off of aim. it's the end of the night (or the beginning of the morning) and the day has had an awful start. i need sleep. i need reassurance. i need to not have men looking exasperated at women on my desktop background, because i feel i am playing that woman now. ------------- here's the first chat i had tonight. it's not very interesting, but significant because it's our second time to chat with each other, and one of our first steps toward being friends again. jeff: Hey me: hey me: what's up? jeff: I need to write a text-reaction for german, it's due to morrow me: oh yuck jeff: instead I'm watching TV and playing solitare me: something due tommorow me: that sounds more interesting jeff: I'll have all morning since all my other classes are cancelled me: cool me: yeah i only have one class, and i don't think too many people will show up, but i should me: (i missed a couple of days) jeff: yeah? what class? me: communication me: it's relatively fun jeff: at what time? me: 2-3 jeff: it's possible that it might get cancelled me: because it's after noon? me: that would be sweet jeff: yeah jeff: when do you leave for the houston? me: 4pm me: on the bus, fun stuff jeff: really? me: THE houston. that's right. me: yep jeff: I'm taking the bus to the Dallas me: h-town, land of my homies (not really, it's more the Wasteland than anything) me: coolness jeff: putting definite articles in front of words makes sentences more the fun me: have you taken the express bus before? jeff: yeah me: yes it does jeff: it's pretty sweet me: haha jeff: except that the dallas bus stops at mockingbird station in north dallas me: i have taken it once jeff: and i live south of dallas me: meh jeff: so my parents have to drive really far north and then back south to get me me: boo jeff: but its still cheaper and more convenient than greyhound me: really? for houston the greyhound is cheaper, but not non-stop. it takes four hours or so to get home instead of three me: i like riding the bus me: it's not bad jeff: yeah, I like it too me: except in high school, the yellow dogs are not so fun jeff: Tell me about it me: in high school, the yellow dogs are not so fun jeff: We didn't have enough busses at our school jeff: so when I rode the bus, I had to get there early to get a seat me: ugh jeff: otherwise, I would have to stand up me: that's annoying jeff: and unsafe me: and that's embarrassing in high school! me: ha, safety vs. embarrassment jeff: what isn't embarrassing in high school? me: NOTHING jeff: or unsafe? me: ah, good point me: high school is a dangerous place me: but somehow some people manage to get it together. i never understood that jeff: I don't know, none of it seems to matter anymore jeff: I never see or talk to any of the people who didn't like me in high school me: nope. and hooray for that jeff: so it doesn't really matter what they think, does it? me: no, not even now me: woot. jeff: =) me: nothing says emo like emoticons! jeff: all of that is over now jeff: haha me: phew me: i'm so glad my 6pm discussion section that i usually have tommorow is cancelled me: otherwise i wouldn't have a way home jeff: no kidding jeff: did you get a chance to listen to that Cannonball Adderley record? me: yeah, i did. it was cool me: good recommendation jeff: yeah? me: oh, and i realized that i didn't have that album that i suggested to you--my mom does me: her copy is in houston jeff: haha me: once i bought an evanescence cd and she bought it a week later... me: scary jeff: haha jeff: My parents have two copies of a lot of records that they bought independently before they met jeff: like they have two copies of the white album, three if you count the CD copy me: cool! jeff: and two copies of the doors' self-titled album jeff: and a few other things me: sorry, just having a brief heart to heart with the roomie jeff: thats cool me: the white album, neat jeff: yeah me: i had a copy of it, but i can't find it now--my mom's friend's husband gave it to me one day me: when he found out i was a beatles fan me: this was in jr. high jeff: yeah? me: yeah me: mom was trying to give it back to him me: apparently no one in his house liked the beatles jeff: really? me: yeah, and now we can't find the crazy thing! jeff: wanna know something about me that I consider somewhat embarrasing? me: Yesh! me: hm? jeff: I own something like 250 CDs, maybe about 30 LPs and I have a considerable amount of MP3s on my computer jeff: and I don't have any, not one single track, of the Beatles me: that's not embarrassing...not so far... me: whaaaaat? jeff: I know me: that's just wrong! me: haha jeff: I guess thats just how it happened me: hey, it happens jeff: it's not like I don't like the Beatles or anything, I like them I really do me: some would think you have excellent taste based on that fact alone jeff: true me: unfortunately jeff: what did you think of dennis' book? me: i haven't looked at the words yet, just the pictures me: some of them i know he has shown in class jeff: he has a pre-departure checklist for travel photography me: oh, i saw that me: i need to read that before the cruise jeff: I think it's funny that the first thing on it is "airline ticket" me: haha! me: excellent me: that sounds like him jeff: I know, right? me: right! me: did you submit an application for j325? jeff: no jeff: I don't think I'll take that jeff: did you? me: from the amount of hours per week spent in class, it sounds fairly intense me: but fun me: yep me: i don't think i'll get in, though. i didn't write captions me: i ran out of time me: shame on me, but oh well jeff: well, good luck anyway me: thanks jeff: don't mention it me: UTLibraryChat just signed off me: oh yeah it's tuesday jeff: Wie bitte? me: or wednesday, rather me: UTLibraryChat is a librarian that can help you online jeff: I see me: like an information desk, but easier jeff: and on the interweb me: said the blind man, to his deaf and dumb daughter on the phone jeff: haha me: indeed. me: my roommate's korean friend is sleeping over tonight jeff: ? me: she's thirty and speaks very broken english jeff: I see me: seriously--i can't understand even a word! me: and she talks 100 miles a minute me: i feel bad smiling and nodding jeff: haha jeff: well, hopefully you'll get used to it jeff: and if not, hopefully she will be gone before long me: yeah, she's just staying the night me: she's cool me: did you ever see lost in translation? jeff: once, shortly after it came out me: we have a lot of lost in translation moments jeff: i don't remember it that well me: ...every sentence or so. jeff: haha jeff: do you know about mutual intelligibility in linguistics? me: no, what is it? jeff: its when people who speak one language can understand another language without studying it me: wow jeff: because of the similatities between the languages me: awesome! jeff: like some of the scandinavian languages jeff: and English and Scots jeff: check it out jeff: http://sco.wikipedia.org/wiki/Photographie jeff: Wikipedia in Scots! me: hahahaha! me: Deegital photographie me: sound it out now, Deeeeeeeegital jeff: haha me: that's really how they spell that? jeff: yeah me: cool me: i like how "is called" becomes "is cried" jeff: yeah jeff: it's weird me: it sounds more dramatic to cry something than to call it jeff: I still think my favorite thing from the "Scots leid Wikipedia" is this sentance from the "spellin an grammar" page jeff: "If aw ye dae is tak an English text an chynge the spellins an swap a puckle wirds it'll juist be Scotched English an no Scots." me: haha! that's hilarious me: i don't think i would be able to understand all that as well if i just heard it jeff: "Scots isna juist English written wi orra wirds an spellins. It haes its ain grammar an aw." jeff: I think there is some debate amoung linguists about weather scots is a language or a dialect of english me: hm jeff: generally, it isn't clear what makes something a language and what makes it a dialect jeff: there are plenty of mutually intelligible languages, but there are dielects of some languages, such as Chinese, which are not mutually intelligible me: i remember learning about that--the fact that in china they use subtitles for the people's different dialects jeff: yeah, they can understand the writing but not the speech me: are you learning about this stuff in geography? jeff: Well jeff: There was a segment on geolinguistics in my intro to human geography class last year, and there was a very brief segment of anthropological linguistics in the intro. to anthropology class I took at UTA jeff: and then there is some reading I've done on my own jeff: the short answer is yes me: ha, okay jeff: I now have over ten hours of They Might Be Giants on my computer me: fun me: dang! jeff: and six different versions of "Particle Man" me: have you listened to all of the songs at least once? jeff: yeah jeff: most of them quite a few times me: i have 6.4 hours of hanson jeff: is that the best you can do? me: YES! me: you win. me: (and it's hanson, so i lose by default) jeff: Part of my advantage stems from the fact that They Might Be Giants have been around for over twenty years me: really? jeff: yeah me: i did not realize that me: how old are they now? jeff: fortysomething me: waaaait--hanson started getting famous in 1997, when their first big album came out me: so that's almost 10 years me: hanson has just not put out enough stuff me: (hanson doesn't put out) jeff: haha jeff: also, TMBG has a considerable amount of free stuff that they have put out over the years jeff: but six hours of one band is nothing to sneez at jeff: *sneeze me: gesundheit jeff: danke jeff: allright, I swear I'm going to go write my text reaction once this playlist is done me: okay me: haha me: i'm sorry, i'm multitasking jeff: thatsokay me: i need to go jeff: okay jeff: Gute Nacht me: see you later, and happy thanksgiving jeff: same to you ------------- Here is the second chat i had that night, it�s far more important and features none other than MARCUS. Heh. You know something�s up when a guy wishes to do laundry rather than make out with you. me: hello me: hi marcus: Herro me: if you're still interested in hanging out tonight, my roommate changed her mind and isn't leaving till tommorow. she also has her friend spending the night, something i didn't know until she showed up at our door marcus: Well I've actually got to do some clothes washing and packing in preparation for leaving tomorrow me: okay me: me too actually me: so, not tonight? me: or not again? me: it would be good to know which. i know you're at work, though marcus: Ugh marcus: What a day me: yeah marcus: I so tird me: terd? me: eww! marcus: No tird me: did you read what i wrote before? marcus: Yesh marcus: And I'm not sure me: okay me: we should probably talk about what our intentions were the other night, and what they are now me: eh? me: um marcus: Well me: well what? me: are you asking me what my intentions are and were? marcus: Honestly, I just wanted to have fun me: or are you just welling away at the air? marcus: Not to like make you feel used or anything me: yeah, me too me: no, and i didn't me: i hope i didn't seem that way marcus: Oh no, I just meant after the fact me: wait, after what fact you felt how? me: I'm confused. let's be really clear marcus: I mean I don't want you to feel used by me saying that me: no, i don't me: i just wanted to have fun, too marcus: Well then marcus: I guess that's it me: i guess so me: so does this mean you would like to again, or not so much? marcus: I really don't know me: okay then me: i should go me: goodnight marcus: Okie doke marcus: Nighty night ----------------- A few minutes later I panicked and wrote this to him, but he never replied: me: Did you feel used? me: I am so sorry if you did. ---------------- "We are our most honest and innate when we are angry. We say all of the things that we mean because our anger dissolves our internal filters." I read this on a blog. I would hate to think it's true, but she may know what she's talking about.
- wednesday, nov. 22, 2006
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