These two texts within 5 minutes of each other. It appears to me that he texted me the first time then didn't bother checking his phone for an hour. When he did check it, he had a text from me and from someone else. He replied to both but sent them both to me by accident. That's the only explanation I can come up with for him sending me these two texts within 5 minutes of each other! My problem now is, I want to know who the other "babe" is that he's texting and which f*cking one of us he loves?! I haven't spoken to him again til now (it's now 3.30am) and he just texted to say he was going to bed and that he'd be with me real soon. I said that "no, I'll be with you" as I am supposed to be going to his on boxing day and he replied again with "be with you soon babe". No, Dimples, you won't be with me soon. You're not on your way over to me now are you?! No! You're in bed, drunk, possibly with your other bird that you swear you haven't got and if I do see you soon, it'll be me coming to see you, as you can't get any time away to see your girlfriend over Christmas. So why does he keep saying "be with you soon"? I have no idea, he's not coming to me, I'm going to him if I decide to go after the weird texts tonight. Jeez, why can't I get a normal boyfriend?!
What made me (and all my mates) laugh hysterically though was after he sent me the first two weird texts (that perhaps only one of, was meant for me), I replied with "I seriously hope that BOTH of those texts you just sent were meant for me babe. I don't wanna talk about it 2nite, we'll talk 2moro. Merry Christmas" and he replied "Of course they were babe... looking forward to seeing you real soon. Have a great night x x" - is he taking the absolute piss?! My text was quite ratty considering it was Christmas eve, you could obviously tell from it that I was pissed off; and he replies all jovial and oblivious! As Dave said, if he had just received a text like that from Sarah, he'd be outside like a shot to call her and see if everything was ok. Not Dimples though.. He's either too thick to know when I'm pissed off (or just doesn't know me well enough), too pissed to understand, too weird to even know that what's he done is weird, having too mush fun to care or just plainly not that concerned for my happiness.
THEN, folks, wait for it.... THEN he randomly sends me a text out of the blue (bearing in mind I hadn't texted him at all since the last ratty one) at 3am saying "Well thats nice to know.... I'll look forward to that x" AGAIN PEOPLE, YET AGAIN, I am being mugged off. That is quite possibly the THIRD text he's sent me that hasn't been meant for me! I hadn't sent him anything at all, let alone something hinting at somethig to look forward to! Clearly someone had told him he was getting something nice. And of course, my over-active brain says it was a girl and she was offering something sexual. Whatever the truth turns out to be (no doubt he'll have some excuse and try to fob me off or win me round again), I know that I'm at the very end of my tether with it all. Even if it is all entirely innocent (ie. he was that wasted that he didn't even know what he was sending), I can't arsed with a bloke who doesn't know what he's doing when he's drunk. I've been there before. I've been out with an alcoholic, I've been out with plenty of guys who couldn't handle their drink and I've been out with a druggie (come to think of it, a few druggies). I'm not an alcoholic and I do not take drugs. I despise drugs in fact. I'm not saying that he does them cos so far I've had no indication that he does but he certainly isn't too hot on remembering the next morning what he's been up to the night before when he's had a good drink up. I hate that in a person. I don't want a mess of a bloke who can't control his drinking or know when to stop so that he can still get a hard-on and converse normally and then remember it in the morning. It's filth, I'm not a mess, I'm not out of control. If I wanted a kid to look after, I'd go to a sperm bank. I don't need a man acting like a three year old when drunk. Assuming that's what his explantion is going to be anyway, personally I'm still with the "he's blatantly got another bird" theory.
As a matter of fact, he's just used up his 9th life. One more screw-up and he's out the door. I can't cope with this anymore. I want NORMAL. Not a bloke who keeps texting me things that are meant for other women or, if the text was entirely innocent and he's just pissed , then I don't want that either. I don't want to stress myself out every time he's out without me. How am I to know he's behaving and not texting other birds? He's already made that mistake once anyway and been caught out and Lauren saved him by the skin of his neck by forcing him to come and see me. It's not happening for me if I don't trust someone and right now, he's up there with Michelle Heaton on my list of untrustworthy pricks. I don't want to talk about him anymore, he's had enough air time.
So the moral of that story is that texting is rubbish and men are worse....
Steven has just arrived and we are going to go to bed in a bit (we need to smoke another 30 fags first and slag men off for at least half an hour). It's Christmas and my boyfriend is weird and/or cheating on me..... God help me.... I do need saving from this life of pain..... Ha ha. On a serious note, I'm past caring now. I've ranted about it, I won't mention it again, I need a large stiff one (drink that is) and a chat, cuddle and fag with Stevie. Will write tomorrow with an update and Steve is going to write the Queen's speech for me on here (as he is a queen and personally I think a very good one!). Sleep well and behave yourselves otherwise Santa won't pay you a visit.
Lots of love and
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!
Jodie
xxxx
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