Jesus Hates Me
I had the worst New Year's ever.
Seriously? Seriously.
If you know where that little diddy is from, you can probably guess who I spent my New Years with. A few people by the names of Meredith, Izzy, George, Christina, Derek, Alex, Addison, etc.
Yes, I spent the last three days sitting on my ass in front of the TV watching Season Two of Grey's Anatomy. I rented 4 out of 5 of the disks from Blockbuster and sat on my ass doing NOTHING.
I'm so miserable and pathetic. I've never been the kind of person to just sit around for THREE WHOLE DAYS to watch TV and not move off the couch. I feel so useless.
On top of that, I cancelled my plans with my High School friend so that I could stay home with my sister so that she wouldn't be alone. My step-dad got my mom a trip to Las Vegas for a New Year's party at their fave country bar and my sister would have had to stay home alone.
Well, my sister and I got into a fight on New Years Eve Eve (the night before New Years Eve) and she jetted to my dad's house. Therefore, I spent New Year's Eve alone. Watching Grey's Anatomy.
AND...oh and I haven't even gotten to the good part ... Jesus hates me. I went to return the first two disks of the season and to rent the next two and on my way home, Jesus decided to punish me.
I have an iPod that I listen to religiously. It's always on shuffle. For THREE STRAIGHT SONGS, Jesus decided to punish me and made me more miserable than I already felt.
There are three songs that remind me of my Ex. Three and only three. On my way home, for some reason, Jesus decided to let my iPod play these three songs. There were no songs in between them -- just these three songs -- sent from iPod shuffle hell to make me more miserable and pathetic.
On top of that...he didn't call. He always calls on New Year's. Out of all the year's we've been "together" and all the stuff we've went through, we've spent every holiday together except for the "Holiday" - i.e. Christmas and New Years. On Christmas, to feel like we're closer, we've always gone to see the same movie (it's my family tradition to go see a movie on Christmas) and on New Year's he's always called me or texted me on midnight.
He didn't call me this year.
It's really over.
Seriously? Seriously.
Here are the lyrics of one of the songs that played. It's the one that I felt the most connection to when we "officially" broke up a couple months ago. It's called "Better than me" by Hinder. Hinder is one of his favorite bands.
Seriously? Seriously.
If you know where that little diddy is from, you can probably guess who I spent my New Years with. A few people by the names of Meredith, Izzy, George, Christina, Derek, Alex, Addison, etc.
Yes, I spent the last three days sitting on my ass in front of the TV watching Season Two of Grey's Anatomy. I rented 4 out of 5 of the disks from Blockbuster and sat on my ass doing NOTHING.
I'm so miserable and pathetic. I've never been the kind of person to just sit around for THREE WHOLE DAYS to watch TV and not move off the couch. I feel so useless.
On top of that, I cancelled my plans with my High School friend so that I could stay home with my sister so that she wouldn't be alone. My step-dad got my mom a trip to Las Vegas for a New Year's party at their fave country bar and my sister would have had to stay home alone.
Well, my sister and I got into a fight on New Years Eve Eve (the night before New Years Eve) and she jetted to my dad's house. Therefore, I spent New Year's Eve alone. Watching Grey's Anatomy.
AND...oh and I haven't even gotten to the good part ... Jesus hates me. I went to return the first two disks of the season and to rent the next two and on my way home, Jesus decided to punish me.
I have an iPod that I listen to religiously. It's always on shuffle. For THREE STRAIGHT SONGS, Jesus decided to punish me and made me more miserable than I already felt.
There are three songs that remind me of my Ex. Three and only three. On my way home, for some reason, Jesus decided to let my iPod play these three songs. There were no songs in between them -- just these three songs -- sent from iPod shuffle hell to make me more miserable and pathetic.
On top of that...he didn't call. He always calls on New Year's. Out of all the year's we've been "together" and all the stuff we've went through, we've spent every holiday together except for the "Holiday" - i.e. Christmas and New Years. On Christmas, to feel like we're closer, we've always gone to see the same movie (it's my family tradition to go see a movie on Christmas) and on New Year's he's always called me or texted me on midnight.
He didn't call me this year.
It's really over.
Seriously? Seriously.
Here are the lyrics of one of the songs that played. It's the one that I felt the most connection to when we "officially" broke up a couple months ago. It's called "Better than me" by Hinder. Hinder is one of his favorite bands.
I think you can do much better than me
After all the lies that I made you believe
Guilt kicks in and I start to see
The edge of the bed
Where your nightgown used to be
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remembered What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
While looking through your old box of notes I found those pictures i took
That you were looking for
If there's one memory I don't want to lose
That time at the mall
You and me in the dressing room
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remembered
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
The bed I'm lying in is getting colder
Wish I never would've said it's over
And I can't pretend I won't think about you when I'm older
Cause we never really had our closure
This can't be the end
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
Labels: boredom, boys, love, New Years, uslessness
I'm sorry your NYE wasnt good:(
My iPod is mean like that, too, a lot of the time. I swear it's psychic.
Posted by
NotCarrie |
10:34 PM
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