Aug 27
adminRelationships drinking, drunk, ex, girlfriend, message, text
Whoever you are, whatever you do, don’t drunk text. I have officially decided that drunk texting is the worst thing you can do. There should be a breathalyzer feature for text functions on cell phones after 10pm. Nothing good ever happens when I’m drinking and send text messages after a certain point.
Last night was no exception. In between half-heartily messaging a girl to come meet me at the bar and telling another friend i’ll try and meet up with him, even though the odds of me leaving were abysmal, I managed to get in a drunken text deathmatch with my ex girlfriend.
backstory
Now, if you’ve followed my blog or tweets, you’d know that I’ve been attempting to ‘cut’ her out of my life for a few months. All my attempts have been in absolute vain. You can read a previous post about how I was going to stop talking to her here. What can I say.. she’s just a very important and influential part of my life. No matter how hard I try, I just can’t push her away for longer than a few days.
Anyway, recently I’ve been really busy with everything that is going on in my life. I’ve been intentionally avoiding her and dodging having to hang out with her. We were suppose to get together last night and chill, but I went a head and made other plans. It seems like everytime I go to her house, I fall back in love with what we use to have. Therefore, I try to get her to come to my place or meet somewhere in the middle.
current
After blowing her off, I decided to go play a little poker with some friends before heading to this bar that my roommates girlfriend works at. As the night wore on, I had a few beers and thought it would a fantastic idea to shoot my ex a text asking one simple question.
“what do you want from me?”
Now, apparently this is the most difficult question on the planet because in sending this text, I opened a shitstorm of drama of which an entire cast of MTV’s Real World would be proud. The next 3 hours were a marathon of bitch banter. From that simple text, we dove into an abyss of blame ranging from whos fault it was we broke up, to what douche bags and sluts our friends were. Inevitably by the end of the conversation, everything was my fault. All of this drama stemmed from a couple of beers and a simple drunk text.
On top of this, because I was buzzed, emotional, and angry, I decided in a fog that it would be a great idea to send multiple other girls in my phone texts saying that we should stop talking.
I’m the champion.
This morning I was pleasantly surprised when I awoke with a substantial headache and my phone still in my hand. For a moment I had forgotten me escapades from the previous evening and the crapfest of drama that had ensued. As I looked through my phone reading and re-reading the texts I had sent and received I realized (once again) that drinking and texting is probably the worst idea ever.
aftermath
I’ve gotten a few texts from the girls I meticulously told we should stop talking wondering what my deal was. I’ve repaired most of those issues and blamed it on drunk texting. They, for the most part, all thought that was fine and we had a good laugh.
My ex on the other hand is still pretty pissed off at me. Ironically, in my haze I may have successfully done permanent damage to what’s left of my ex and I’s relationship.
so moral of the story – DONT DRINK AND TEXT.
Jul 30
adminRelationships ex, movies, Relationships
I finally saw Forgetting Sarah Marshall. First I want to start off by saying that it is a great movie. the portrayal of the male’s point of view in a breakup frighteningly accurate.
I’ve been having a very hard time getting over my ex-girlfriend… even though we broke up last October. I don’t know what my deal is. I really thought she was the one I guess… But I was wrong. For the last 9 months I’ve still been hanging out with her on a semi-regular basis. Which in retrospect must symbolize some subconscious self-masochistic behavior. To be blunt, I haven’t even attempted to get over her. Yeah I have met some other girls and had a fling or two. But I never took any of it seriously because in the back of my mind I figured one day my ex and I would get back together.
I’ve attempted from time to time to cut her out of my life, but havent had any success. It’s like I’ve been addicted to her and I lack the self control to actually push her out of my life for any reasonable amount of time. Yesterday however, I think things changed.
I watched Forgetting Sarah Marshall.
For those of you who havent seen it, it is about a guy who gets dumped and attempts to move on by going on vacation. His ex is there with her new lover. Hilarity ensues.
From the moment the movie opened, I felt a complete connection with the main character. In fact, I was the main character. This guy and I would be great friends if he actually existed, and watching the absurd pain and torture he went through, and put himself through, made me realize a few things.
Kristen Bell - Forgetting Sarah Marshall
1. My ex is a bitch
honestly, screw her. she is a bitch. She has become a self serving manipulative brat who comes running back everytime someone new in her life hurts her. I have become her safety net. She knows I treated her like a princess and whenever she doenst get what she wants, she knows she can come back and i’ll give her the affection she needed. not anymore.
2. It’s her loss not mine
Hell yeah it’s her loss. I seemed to forget that she dumped me, I made excuses for what happened for the longest time. I wouldnt accept the fact that she had done this. Well, it is her loss. She keeps coming back around for emotional support, but what will she do when it is actually gone?
3. Our break-up isnt completely her fault. I could have done things differently as well
Contrary to number 2, I did do things to push her away from time to time. Like most guys, I did have jealousy issues that took a toll on our relationship. I also could have worked harder on a few other things including working out. But at no point in our entire relationship did she ever doubt my love and admiration for her. so screw her. It is her fault. 
4. There will be someone else
Of course there will be someone else, Hell there have already been half a dozen other people. Why on earth concentrate on one person who has so little disregard for your feelings. My problem now is that I’m running into girls that are fun, but not thatfun. They just aren’t perfect. But wtf, they dont need to be perfect. At least they are there. And since the break up, I have actually been going out and been trying to get into better shape, so that is a plus in itself.
5. She’s probably become a slut
Now, I dont have proof, and I’d hope she has some self respect, but judging from her party pictures on facebook and myspace, she’s become a little promiscuous. It sucks when you’re jealous about your ex after you are broken up with her. I hate it. I’ve been trying to avoid checking her profiles but they always show up on my feed. But after last night, who gives a damn, I just need to cut her out completely.
6. My friends were right
For months, my friends have been saying stuff like “she’s a bitch”, “she’s a slut”, “she’s banging other guys”, etc. they were all right. It hurt to hear it, and its funny that it took a movie to make me realize what a bia she really was. But she is all of the above and more. People need to listen to their friends more. They are usually right and typically have an unbiased opinion about the things that are going on in your life.
7. I am a good guy
Hell yeah I am a good guy, I’m a great guy and like I said earlier, there will always be someone else!
Whoever you are, whatever you do, don’t drunk text. I have officially decided that drunk texting is the worst thing you can do. There should be a breathalyzer feature for text functions on cell phones after 10pm. Nothing good ever happens when I’m drinking and send text messages after a certain point. 
