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<--Isn't spring supposed to make you feel the opposite?
I'm definitely feeling blah lately. Today was better though. Last night my most recent ex called me to tell me how f--king great his life was going and that I should come to the club with him this weekend but, oh yea!, his "new girl" is gonna be there. #*&%(&*$^#$)^* is all I have to say to him. I was pissed. I cried, I threw things, I felt a whole lot better. I'm still trying to get the cat to claw the fuck out of the bear he gave me though. Yes, I was the one who broke up with him and yes, I admittedly cheated on him... but I can still be mad...because I didn't dance around and rub it in his face. I was very civil when I dumped his ass. So there.
I talked with a more distant ex today (who has apparently been spying on me via myspace) and that was actually a relief. I think we've finally moved past the "We were in love and it hurt really bad" phase and into the "I still care that you're around so lets be friends" phase. I like this phase because he's the only one back home who will take me to get piercings. And I miss him because when he's not my depressed boyfriend he's fun to be around. I'm suddenly distracted by trying to evesdrop on my roommates. That probably means I should stop complaining and finish studying for my test tomorrow. This week is too busy.