So, it's Christmas eve. And I went on a bike ride with Kevin yesterday, and it just... Kinda went sour at first, because he asked if I was doing anything New Years, (so he started this.) and I said no, and we had already dicussed this before, so I don't understand why he brought this up again. And he said that he was planning on going to a party, and was going to try to get the host to envite me, even though he thought that wasn't going to happen. I asked why, he said he didn't want to say, I asked if it was Angelas party, he said yes.
Ugh. I hate her...
So, I told him that she didn't like me, and he said that she just doesn't like us together (which is retarded). And he's retarded, because he doesn't understand how a girl doesn't just not like the couple, they don't like the person who makes the couple.
So we sat down, then I asked, if she didn't like us together then why would she envite us to her stupid Mormon prom. (because those exsist you know.) and he was like "well that a little a way, maybe she thinks she'll be over it by then." I'm thinking "It's been seven months... If Jacob had a girlfriend for even three months, I would have started to let go and tried to move on. I wouldn't still be falling all over him after he was dating someone for seven months!" So, Kevin then said that there was a dress code to the prom, and I said huh, because why wouldn't they. So if I was to go, I would have to wear a dress that covered my shoulders and is down to my knees. I said I didn't have either of those, and asked if we had to go. He then said that I didn't have to go but that he was sgoing to go either way. Which doesn't really make me happy. I asked him why, and he said that it was because he almost always go with her to these things. Awesome, right?
So, I think that, because in the summer he said I could get him to do anything, when it get closer to that date, I'll either tell him that he's not going to go on a date with his ex-girlfriend, or get him to agree with just hanging out together, because we could do more at one of our houses rather than at a stupid mormon prom. In the end, I'll probably get want I want. Or I might not have a boyfriend then, because of that. He frustrates me sometimes... Of how he might actually pick her. I don't understand how he could have picked me over her seven months ago, but when is comes seven months later, he defends her... I'm starting to question us... Which I hate doing, but it's not my fault, it's his...
