Drunk Texting
4 October, 2009Text conversation between me and Paul last night:
Paul: Come over and sleep?
Me: I’m with a friend.. Rain check?
Paul: Fu
Me: …
Paul: I’m sleeping with another girl instead. At least!
Me: be my guest
Paul: Stop bothering me, I’m fucking
It should surprise no one that I wasn’t very happy with those texts. A few minutes ago Paul got online on msn and IMed me.
Paul: Hey babe!
Me: hi
Paul: How are you?
Me: Fine
Paul: nice
Paul: what have you been up to this weekend?
Me: movie night friday, seeing friends on saturday
Paul: ok
Paul: sounds nice
Me: you?
Paul: Partied hard
Paul: Friday preparty at my place and then clubbing, saturday my uncle’s 50th
Me: k
Paul: You’re really short with me today
Me: maybe
Paul: why??
Paul: Annoyed with me? :o
Me: maybe a bit
Paul: Why?
Me: might just overreact
Paul: maybe.. but what was there to overreact about?
Me: how drunk were you yesterday?
Paul: enough
Paul: but how would you’ve noticed that?
Me: check your outbox in your cell
Paul: oh
Paul: oops
Paul: why would I write that?!?
So he basically didn’t even remember… And now I don’t know what to do…
Hahaha wow. I think the jerk gene is just programmed into guys.
The thing is, usually he’s really nice… Up un till last night he’s been one of my favourite people to hang out with…
Eh, sometimes people don’t show you every side of themselves. The question is can you accept this side of him? Is this mistake enough to cause disturbance?
Then you should take this as a sign that you should never be more than friends with him. That way you’ll be safeguarded against any type of betrayal. That’s just my advices, but I’ve never been in a type of relationship or any pre-stages of one so I don’t know how one feels in those situations.
I don’t talk to him anymore. He pretty much called me a slut and said that staying the night with a guy friend (platonic!) was pretty much the same as sleeping with him…
I don’t know yet… Those texts just fucken hurt.