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2002-07-08 . 10:58 a.m. - "she's a cold-hearted snake"I am Marcela's prospect of a better life.
This weekend, I realized that one of the underlying reasons for me wanting to move to Orlando is the fact that I have too many skeletons in my South Florida closet.
I ran into an old friend while I was at the mall with Neutron. It wasn't so weird that I was seeing him after so long ... it was more the fact that he was about an hour away from home. "What are you doing up here?!?" I suppose there was a bit resentment in my voice. "I'm shopping," he replied. Ok ... so he was less of a friend and more of a pit stop on my heart-breaking road trip (coming to a town near you ... not). Basically, as I explained to Neutron as soon as my "old friend" was out of earshot, I ruined his life. I don't like saying it like that, b/c it gives me more credit that what is actually due. I'll explain what happened, and you folks can call it like it is.
I met him my freshman year of college & there was an instant attraction on both our parts. It wasn't long before he admitted to having a girlfriend that he was "madly in love" with. I remember neJ once telling me that girlfriends aren't walls, they're just easily overcome hurdles ... but I knew in my heart that this was one relationship I shouldn't mess with. We settled for being friends ... best friends. On the weekends, we'd talk on the phone until 8:00a.m. We found out that we had so much in common ... and occasionally, we would flirt playfully. I started to really like him and I realized that, if I didn't watch myself, it would only be a matter of time before I fell for him. Against better judgement, I revealed these feelings to him, and he told me he felt the same. The sexual tension was beginning to build and it became more difficult to ignore. So one day, we were playing pool with a few of our friends (most of who were already aware with the current 'situation') and we decided to place bets. Not money, kisses. Childish, I KNOW ... but I thought it was cute & silly so I went along with it. To this day, I'm not sure if he let me win ... but I kicked his ass & he swiftly walked around the table and delivered the prize: a kiss on the lips. My shock kept me from kissing back and after he pulled away, I stood there, eyes wide open and unable to breath. The shock subsided quite quickly & I blew up. "What the fuck do you think your doing? How could you do that to J::can't remember her damn name::?" I know that there are a lot of people out there that are thinking "Chill out, it was just a kiss." But I know better, I know that ONE kiss can fuck up a relationship ... and it did. He broke up with her not too long after the incident and wasted no time in asking me to be his girlfriend. I accepted because "he must really care for me if he broke up with his girlfriend to be with me." Well, he really did ... but I didn't. Maybe I had lost interest, maybe I wasn't ready for another boyfriend (it had only been about a month since the breakup with Carlos), or maybe it was a combination of the two. So, after a week, I broke up with him. He cried and pleaded with me to rethink my decision, but I knew nothing would change my mind. He got depressed & his grades dropped. Instead of going to class, he would sit around the cafeteria playing Magic The Gathering. FIU caught on to his new slacker persona and put him on academic probation. I think he ended up leaving FIU & going to the local community college. We lost touch ... it was a mutual thing. And I made new friends (all of my "old" friends were connected to him). I would think about him from time to time ... but they're not lying when they say "out of sight is out of mind."
Putting it all in writing helps me realize that it wasn't all that bad. I guess I have a way of blowing things out of proportion.
As for the funnier part of the story: I wouldn't have noticed him this weekend had it not been for the fact that I was checking out his girlfriend.
::bad marcela::...
Yeah, so that's about all the reminiscing I can take for one diary entry.
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