symposes
10-17-2007, 03:15 AM
About 8 months ago, a friend of mine whom I had not spoken too in along time, calls me up. Now we didn't stop talking to each other due to any conflicts, I had gone to military school, and just lost touch with him.
Anyway he tells me that he missed hanging out with me, and had heard I had a 2-bedroom apartment, and wanted to know if id let him move in with me.
Well, he was just drunk enough that he decided to give me his little life story, the life I had gotten to miss out on.
After hearing his story, I told him, no, I didnt want him to move in with me.
He says, alright, we say good bye, he hangs up. I think nothing of it.
Four months ago, I moved from that 2 bedroom apartment to a 1 bedroom, to save money. then 2 months ago, I got to wondering about him, because honestly there was no bad blood between us. I was concerned he might have gotten killed or something, and started to feel bad about not atleast talking to him once in a while.
Well Lo and behold, the next day, he calls me up. He asks if he could sleep on my couch for three weeks. Says he just wants to get away from his mom for a little bit, because her drama is messing him up. Offers me $150 a week. Of course, I say, hell come on over.
Everything seems fine, he sleeps on the couch, he goes to work. Seems like it will be smooth sailing. He keeps going on about how hes going to find me a girl, because he doesnt like to see me being alone.
The first weekend rolls around, and the next thing I know, there are 12 strangers in my apartment. He had invited a bunch of his friends over, and of course I have to watch everything like a hawk, cant have trouble after all.
Everything seems to go well, nothing missing, nothing broken. Although there were more drugs going around then I care to know about. Im just glad they never got raudy enough for the cops to be called.
Well, aside from a few "parties" that didnt amount to much. Alot of drinking, and unfortunitly more drugs then I care to know about... the three weeks were rather uneventful. Not to mention I got to meet a few people that were actually pretty nice.
So when he asked if he could move in with me. I figure hell why not. I could use the money. But I tell him, I not ready to move again.
He acted like it was no big deal.
Well, about 2 weeks later He finds out that his first girlfriend just happens to live in an apartment building across the street, and him and her get back together.
At this point, Im going to call him M, and Her... Q...
Well, they hang out for a few days, and I find out Q's sister, whom Ill call W, just happen to be single, and lo and behold, I already knew her, she lived in my building, until she moved out.
Well, more time goes by, and I finally work up the nerve to ask W out on a date, and she accepted, we picked a movie, You know classic stuff, heh. Anyway day comes around, and she tells me shes feeling a little sick, and might not be able to see the movie, I of course say to myself, No big deal, And before I can manage to ask if she wants to wait until she feels better, she tells me, if she gets a shower, shell feel better, and we can still go.
Well, to skip a few hours, she got locked out of her house. So our date obviously fell through.
Next thing I know, Im right in the middle of a Jerry Springer show. Because now M and Q are saying some very nasty things about W. And telling me theyll make up to me, the fact that W broke my heart. *(btw she didnt, however with everything they were saying, i said to myself, wow if this is true, I dont want to be involved with someone like her.)(they told me that the only reason they didnt say anything sooner, was because they thought she was going to "change her ways" for me.)
So they drag me out with them and a couple of friends to go have a good time, bowling and the like. Course we get there, and since 2 of them couldnt get beer (no id's) they decide we need to go somewhere else. They finally decide on a pool hall in town.
We get over there, and in 2 hours, i get to play all of 2 games of pool.
And Q gets in a fight with atleast 5 ladies, cops show up, atleast 10 crusiers. I Felt like i was on the show Cops at this point. (wow two sitcoms in 1 day, thats amazing.)
End of the night rolls around, with M and Q saying theyll make it up to me, yet again. Course thursday rolls around, and W calls me wanting to do something the upcoming weekend, but because of M and Q, I turn her down. (did i mention that M and Q had been talking to W, saying how they would find me a good woman, better then W?)
Saturday rolls around again, and of course, M and Q couldnt get any plans worked out, so the whole day was a bust.
Did I forget to mention, Q has a 2 year old boy, and that Q has spent the last 3 weeks living in my apartment with M?
Did I also forget to mention that my 2 years of solitude, while not leaving me empty, did keep me from feeling totally alone (weird eh?). Lets not forget, that by seeing M and Q together, it started to make me feel lonely. This loneliness was intensified everytime I saw M and Q kiss, and even heard them having sex in my living room... and was made worse, in that when I had tried to hook up with W, M and Q pounced... Yet the entire time I tried to be as nice as i could, because i didnt know how long id have to put up with them.
Well, Thankfully M got tired of sleeping on my couch,(my couch folds out into a queen size bed, him and Q had been using it for atleast 3 weeks) said he felt like he was intruding. M and Q found a 2 bedroom apartment. And they offically moved out today. All of their stuff is out of my place. And While i was over at their new place I meet up with W, we talk for a little bit, I find out that pretty much everything M and Q told me, were lies., and thanks to her knowing Q so well, she was still interested in going out with me.
In the end, Im still shaking off that freaky psycho mind screw they appiled on me. I want to cry, and celebrate all at once.
Now heres to hoping I dont screw up my chances with W. Something tells me, with the way she handled this whole situation, that Im still in the clear.
Sorry for such a long post. And thank you for taking the time to read it
Anyway he tells me that he missed hanging out with me, and had heard I had a 2-bedroom apartment, and wanted to know if id let him move in with me.
Well, he was just drunk enough that he decided to give me his little life story, the life I had gotten to miss out on.
After hearing his story, I told him, no, I didnt want him to move in with me.
He says, alright, we say good bye, he hangs up. I think nothing of it.
Four months ago, I moved from that 2 bedroom apartment to a 1 bedroom, to save money. then 2 months ago, I got to wondering about him, because honestly there was no bad blood between us. I was concerned he might have gotten killed or something, and started to feel bad about not atleast talking to him once in a while.
Well Lo and behold, the next day, he calls me up. He asks if he could sleep on my couch for three weeks. Says he just wants to get away from his mom for a little bit, because her drama is messing him up. Offers me $150 a week. Of course, I say, hell come on over.
Everything seems fine, he sleeps on the couch, he goes to work. Seems like it will be smooth sailing. He keeps going on about how hes going to find me a girl, because he doesnt like to see me being alone.
The first weekend rolls around, and the next thing I know, there are 12 strangers in my apartment. He had invited a bunch of his friends over, and of course I have to watch everything like a hawk, cant have trouble after all.
Everything seems to go well, nothing missing, nothing broken. Although there were more drugs going around then I care to know about. Im just glad they never got raudy enough for the cops to be called.
Well, aside from a few "parties" that didnt amount to much. Alot of drinking, and unfortunitly more drugs then I care to know about... the three weeks were rather uneventful. Not to mention I got to meet a few people that were actually pretty nice.
So when he asked if he could move in with me. I figure hell why not. I could use the money. But I tell him, I not ready to move again.
He acted like it was no big deal.
Well, about 2 weeks later He finds out that his first girlfriend just happens to live in an apartment building across the street, and him and her get back together.
At this point, Im going to call him M, and Her... Q...
Well, they hang out for a few days, and I find out Q's sister, whom Ill call W, just happen to be single, and lo and behold, I already knew her, she lived in my building, until she moved out.
Well, more time goes by, and I finally work up the nerve to ask W out on a date, and she accepted, we picked a movie, You know classic stuff, heh. Anyway day comes around, and she tells me shes feeling a little sick, and might not be able to see the movie, I of course say to myself, No big deal, And before I can manage to ask if she wants to wait until she feels better, she tells me, if she gets a shower, shell feel better, and we can still go.
Well, to skip a few hours, she got locked out of her house. So our date obviously fell through.
Next thing I know, Im right in the middle of a Jerry Springer show. Because now M and Q are saying some very nasty things about W. And telling me theyll make up to me, the fact that W broke my heart. *(btw she didnt, however with everything they were saying, i said to myself, wow if this is true, I dont want to be involved with someone like her.)(they told me that the only reason they didnt say anything sooner, was because they thought she was going to "change her ways" for me.)
So they drag me out with them and a couple of friends to go have a good time, bowling and the like. Course we get there, and since 2 of them couldnt get beer (no id's) they decide we need to go somewhere else. They finally decide on a pool hall in town.
We get over there, and in 2 hours, i get to play all of 2 games of pool.
And Q gets in a fight with atleast 5 ladies, cops show up, atleast 10 crusiers. I Felt like i was on the show Cops at this point. (wow two sitcoms in 1 day, thats amazing.)
End of the night rolls around, with M and Q saying theyll make it up to me, yet again. Course thursday rolls around, and W calls me wanting to do something the upcoming weekend, but because of M and Q, I turn her down. (did i mention that M and Q had been talking to W, saying how they would find me a good woman, better then W?)
Saturday rolls around again, and of course, M and Q couldnt get any plans worked out, so the whole day was a bust.
Did I forget to mention, Q has a 2 year old boy, and that Q has spent the last 3 weeks living in my apartment with M?
Did I also forget to mention that my 2 years of solitude, while not leaving me empty, did keep me from feeling totally alone (weird eh?). Lets not forget, that by seeing M and Q together, it started to make me feel lonely. This loneliness was intensified everytime I saw M and Q kiss, and even heard them having sex in my living room... and was made worse, in that when I had tried to hook up with W, M and Q pounced... Yet the entire time I tried to be as nice as i could, because i didnt know how long id have to put up with them.
Well, Thankfully M got tired of sleeping on my couch,(my couch folds out into a queen size bed, him and Q had been using it for atleast 3 weeks) said he felt like he was intruding. M and Q found a 2 bedroom apartment. And they offically moved out today. All of their stuff is out of my place. And While i was over at their new place I meet up with W, we talk for a little bit, I find out that pretty much everything M and Q told me, were lies., and thanks to her knowing Q so well, she was still interested in going out with me.
In the end, Im still shaking off that freaky psycho mind screw they appiled on me. I want to cry, and celebrate all at once.
Now heres to hoping I dont screw up my chances with W. Something tells me, with the way she handled this whole situation, that Im still in the clear.
Sorry for such a long post. And thank you for taking the time to read it