trapped in a soap opera

the day after

ok the day after my rampage. perk came over last night and i told him what was wrong (bein a lil drunk you have the tendency to bare your soul). I even told him that for some reason him and rinky dink piss me off the most. i told him everything. he pretty much said that unlike the rest of them if i have a problem he expects me to tell him about it not expect him to read my mind (once again i forget ppl cant read me as well as i read them--would be nice though). he said he does not expect me to whine and cry about it because i am a grownup unlike most of the rest of them that mommy and daddy still take care of. he expected a little more out of me i guess you could say. anyway to make a long story short, i went to his house last night, had make up sex ;), and didnt get to sleep till 430 this morning. I kept having fucked up dreams last night that woke me up and then the alarm went off at 8 (though we laid around till 9 or 930). anyway i missed calculus this morning, and skipped psych (we were running late and he had a perkins loan exit interview at the same time as cal started so i ended up having to go with him so he wouldnt be late--oh well.