2006-05-29 - 10:00 p.m.
DAMN!!!! I thought shit was going great but then like always someone has to fuck it up.
I've been hanging out or i should say going out with Janet for about a month and things were going great she just sort of agreed that we might be having a summer thing which i was glad to hear because once again i was getting that feeling in my stomach that makes me wonder what the hell i am going with this "someone", am i in love or do i want out.
I guess our sort of agreeing that we could enjoy hanging out with each other threw out the summer allowed me to enjoy the last month with her like i haven't been able to ever before.
I enjoyed being her boyfriend.
All this memorial day weekend was DAMN great. She was looking damn great in her thong like bikini and she said that i was the IT. yes that what she said. It would take to long to explain it but i was the IT, in her eye. Everything was going great until 6pm yesterday.
We were leaving the beach where we had a great time hanging out with everyone who was anyone and we were all gonna hook up at Marios' to eat and plan what we were gonna do with the last night of this great Memorial day 3 days off from school, weekend.
She asked for my car keys so she could put some of the stuff into the trunk while i brought up the rest of our stuff. When i got to MY CAR, she was in the drivers seat with the window down and she told me to get in. Get in meant for me to get into the passenger seat of MY CAR.
I told her to move over that NOBODY drives MY CAR but me. She said that i drove her car, i told her she asked me to drive, so move over and then diaryboy she did what she shouldn't have done. SHE BROKE MY HEART.
She started my car up, the window went up and she drove away. She drove around the divider thing with i thought i saw a smile on her face, while my stomach tighten up and i felt sick. She was driving MY CAR. I have had it less then 2 months and there she was driving it around like it was hers, like it was fun, like i wouldn't give a fuck.
Ok maybe i acted like a kid who got his toy stolen but that was just what had happen. It is MY CAR. I didn't tell her she could drive it. By driving it she took what can't be replaced from it, i was the only one who drove it. Ok some garagehead drove it but that's different. The car had only 4 miles on it when i first sat in its seat at the dealers on March 9th, 2006, and yes it was in the lot waiting for me a week later so someone drove it out of the showroom but that didn't mean shit to me. Once i drove it away from the dealers it was MY CAR and no one had ever driven it.
She stabbed me in the heart. My love or like for her disappeared and when she pulled up next to me hitting the brakes hard making the tires squeal, and put it in gear and moved to the passenger side with a stupid smile on her face, i wanted to drag her out of MY CAR, kick her fucking ass.
She treated my car like it wasn't shit, she disrespected me and MY CAR.
I got in mad as hell, she asked if i was mad, i told her i was mad when she drove away smiling but when she stomped on my brakes like she did, it turned to pure hate.
She jokingly asked if i hated her. I told her i never want to see your fucking face for the rest of my fucking life.
I kept looking out of the window and i drove her home, she asked if we were going to Mario's i told her i would drop her off but i wasn't going anywhere with her. She went on and on about how i was acting like a baby and shit but i wasn't listening to her bullshit, she had fucking stolen my car and smiled about it. If she didn't understand how i felt them fuck her.
I dropped her off at Mario's and told took her shit out of my trunk and told her to get someone to give her a ride home. She started wanting to talk about it but i told her that there was nothing to talk about she took my car and treated it and me like shit and i didn't want to be around someone who treated me and MY CAR like that.
By then a few of our friends showed up asking what had happened, i didn't say shit but got into my car and left, she called my cell but after seeing her number, i waited till she hung up and i turned it off.
I'm not gonna say shit to her tomorrow, i'm gonna sit somewhere else at lunch and avoid her ass and if we meet which i'm sure we will i'm not gonna say shit except tell her i didn't want to talk to her.
FUCK HER, she hurt my feelings stealing my car and laughing about it and then stomping on my brakes like my car didn't mean shit. Its ,MY CAR and i love it, and she acted like she didn't just pulled a joke.
If she threw a knife at me and it went into my heart would she say she was only joking.
I wouldn't give a fuck that she was just playing around i would be dying because the knife she threw in fun was in my heart.
Taking and dogging, MY CAR is the same shit.
DINOBOY
