Bipolar Midnight Calls

SO I finally got and answer from Josh on Monday. I texted him and told him I felt like a booty call, and that I didn't want to be one. He texted back and said I wasn't. Then he said that we we wouldn't work and that I wasn't his type. Yeah, I get that. So why not just man up and tell me? I'm not gonna chop his head off.

Then, the next night, he texted me again and told me he was going to call the cops if I came over again. Apparently his roommate saw my car there....? BUt that is impossible because I wasn't even near his place all day. It was pretty weird.

So then tonight he calls me.

He was telling me that he had a really bad week. blah blah blah! I don't care if you had a bad week at work. I'm having a bad week, too. My friend from school just killed himself.

So I am staying the night with Jolene and her kiddies at a hotel. I planned this a few days ago, and Josh wants me to ditch them. I can't do that. No matter how many times I tried to explain to him that I couldn't, he just didn't get it.

So then we played a little phone tag. Yay! =-( It was really frustrating and I hate it. I really like this guy and I feel like crap when he does his bipolar midnight calls.

When I am with him, I'm so happy. But then at the same time, I kinda feel like he is keeping something from me...like another girl. So I guess I'm just a booty call. That was exactly what I didn't want to be. But then I just coudln't help it. LAME! Well, I am suppose to see Josh tomorrow...maybe go to the movies or something. =-) I'm shooting for movies. I really want to see the new Harry Potter movie.

Oh GOD!!! It's almost 4 in the morning. Yikes! I"m going to be up at nine, eat breakfast, go swimming, shower, do laundry, and drop off my cakes for the fundraiser. I'm going to be so tired tomorrow. Forget the movie, I'll just pass out.