Make Cupcakes, Not War.
A year ago today I was dumped over the phone after being given a one way ticket to my home town.
I have ‘so I thought’ by flyleaf on repeat.
I chopped all my hair off today. It’s very short. No one recognizes me. I’m trying to decide if that’s good or bad
Ironically its also my 6 month with the bad boy.
Hello, can you hear me?
I’ve got something to tell you
I was lost, but you saved me
I’ll go wherever you want to
‘Cause I think that I’ve got to have you
I’ve had enough
I’m in love, it’s true
So don’t, don’t take it away
‘Cause I’ve got my eye on you
This song is my way of saying
What I needed to say
I am proud, I am strong
And you’ve been here all along
I didn’t know it until today
I’m so glad that it happened this way
I’ve had enough
I’m in love, it’s true
So don’t, don’t take it away
‘Cause I’ve got my eye on you
Hold on now
You’re leaving
Take these hands
Don’t even say goodbye
I want you to know that
I’m going to miss you
Hold on to my heart
We’ll make it through
And let it be known
All I want is you
And I’m learning to show it to you
I’ve had enough
I’m in love, it’s true
So don’t, don’t take it away
‘Cause I’ve got my eye on you
I’ve had enough
I’m in love, it’s true
So don’t, don’t take it away
‘Cause I’ve got my eye on you
their new album is phenomonal. Go have a listen.
If my life were a playlist today, it would be something like this:
Yes I am feeling angsty. Once my hosting is switched over (sorry in advance for any issues that may arise) I’ll post a song or two for you folks. Park is especially hard to find.
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You all know the type. Dark, broody. He skips class and smokes outside on breaks-but he always gets away with it. I had a class with this boy. We took OAC law (grade 13 basically) and he sat behind me. He always smelled a little of tobacco and weed. I ate that shit up.
Of course in highschool I wasn’t nearly the spectacular woman I am now. I could barely talk to boys let alone tell them I liked them. So throughout the semester I would ooh and aw and blush whenever our hands touched when we passed along papers, or he asked for a pen.
Ah young love.
When Prom rolled around I finally had the courage to talk to him. This is mostly because I was drunk off my face. I remember holding my car keys, and deciding my cleavage would be an excellent place to store them. His eyes nearly fell out of his head. I was up in the bar at prom sneaking my underage friends drinks. He had called me a bad ass.
I of course didn’t see him again for like a year because he didn’t go to graduation. In fact, after I moved to Windsor to attend University this bad boy started seeing one of my close friends back home. It sucked. Hard. Oft course if I had ever told her I liked him she probably wouldn’t have seen him.
They were together for almost 3 years. I hung out with them fairly often until they broke up. I didn’t really see him after that (she was my friend more so than he.)
Fast forward to last week:
I’ve been adding people from highschool to my facebook. Most of you know how this has gone..guys who wouldn’t even talk to me in highschool are now propositioning me. Its disgusting. So when I added the bad boy I honestly didn’t think anything of it. He messaged me out of the blue, saying it had been a long time (it had) and we should catch up over a drink.
It seemed innocent enough. He didn’t use lines like the other guys, and he seemed genuinely happy to hear from me. And he remembered me. So I agreed. We met up last night for some heavy Metal concert (I got plenty high before hand so it would be tolerable) he offered to meet me elsewhere, but I’m all about supporting the local scene, and to be perfectly honest I’m not a picky girl when it comes to venues. Give me a rye and coke and I’ll be content.
So I found him in the bar. Alone, standing by the bar. It caught me off guard, he’s even more adorable than he was a few years ago. His jeans were ripped, he was wearing some random band t-shirt and a hoodie. I ate that shit up. I am a sucker for shaggy hair and band t-shirts. We caught up between sets and he bought me another Rye and Coke when I wasn’t looking.
Eventually we decided to head to a pub. The crowd was getting rowdy and we honestly wanted to just be able to sit and talk. To make a long story short we told embarrassing stories about ourselves, I spilled half of a Rye and Coke on him, and squeezed into my side of the booth so we could make fun of the group of kids beside us. They were obviously very young and one of them looked like Spock from Star Trek. I kept looking over and making the “live long and prosper” hand gesture.
Bad Boy and I thought it was hilarious. The kids did not. He had his arm around me, it was warm.God he smelled good. We stayed like that until almost 3am when we hailed a cab to finish the party at my place. I put The Goonies in, he rolled a joint and we smoked while I cooked a pizza in the oven.
Then it happened. He grabbed my face between his hands and he kissed me. It was good. It was very good. I had a brief moment of panic when I thought about Hannibal, then I realized something- he hadn’t bothered to make us official yet, and for all I know he wasn’t going to. So why shouldn’t I enjoy myself and keep my options open? It’s not like I was going to jump in bed with Bad Boy.
It went on for hours. We honestly barely watched any of the movie. My face actually hurts today from stubble burn. We made out like highschoolers and we passed out all tangled up on my couch. In short, it was amazing. He also gave me hell for not telling him I liked him in highschool.
A few things I didn’t expect at all from the Bad Boy:
Seriously thrown off here. I still really like Hannibal, but I haven’t seen him since Monday morning. We’ve talked every day and we’re supposed to hang out this weekend but I have yet to hear from him. I can only wait around so long, especially when there are other options out there (this isn’t even mentioning the cute dude who gave me his number Thursday night)