aLoha, i'm Lissa (AKA The BlueStarLoser) and this is my diary. hopefully that was obvious enough. anyway, reminder: everyone handles their anger differently.
i hate Donnie. he owes me money. a lot. well a lot to me. like three hundred dollars. this weekend Gabriel calls and tells me that he tried to get ahold of Donnie bc he freakin owes him money too and freakin Donnie "has moved out" so his parents and brother say. that's so fucked up. Gabriel told me to tell his parents and they would probably pay me, but i don't want to have to do that. the money was for something that his parents probably wouldn't approve of and i don't want to have to be the one to tell them about it. it's Donnie's problem and he should be the one paying for this, not his parents. i tried calling him yesterday and got the answering machine and even though i'm pissed, i left a decent message to call be back when he got the mesage. it was really hard to do that. really HARD. argh. i'm hoping that he just had his family lie to Gabriel or something. i know for a fact that they wouldn't lie to me. this is just so messed up.
and i still have some of Donnie's stuff. a DVD, a VHS, some CDs, his pullover, his Alf, and a comforter that is still sitting in my trunk. i hope he doesn't think that SOMEHOW, this makes us even and he doesn't have to pay me back. i didn't like the movies and my older sis has one of them already, i hate the music (which he already knows . . . i tolerated it bc he sang it all the freakin time), i can't fit his pullover, Alf freaks me out, and hell no i would not sleep in a bed that his fucking body has been touching. he had given me the bed set as a gift when i was supposed to be moving out and i have a feeling that it was "used". "used" as in when he was with his ex, that was what they were sleeping on. when we broke up he was complaining about how some of his stuff was at my house (i told him to just pick it up bc i didn't have time to drive out there) and he was talking about how much he LOVED the stuff and junk. like he was whining how i had his Alf that he's had since he was little and all of his good CDs and his favorite movies and his favorite bed set . . . blah blah blah. i think he wanted me to pull a pity party lik his ex and just offer to bring it back to him. yeah right. if he wants his stuff back, it's sitting in a box for him ready to go. and at the same time, i will go up there just to get my money so this is fair.
i'm having very little tolerance for stupid guys lately. even if we are "supposed" to be just friends and junk and only talk like once a week. i don't want a friend like that. i don't even want to associate with someone like Donnie. once i get my money back from him, no more contact. i'm sick of this.
in the time it's taken me to write this out . . . i have decided that if in fact he did move, i'm gonna tell his parents that he owes me money. i'll only say what it's for if they ask. and if they do ask, i'm telling the straight-up truth. i'm not one to sugar-coat stuff that looks like shit, smells like shit, and feels like shit.
