September 12, 2002

My ex was in town today. He and his girlfriend broke up. Of course, me being the great friend that I am (you needed to still be friends, you needed me to call you if ever you were down you’d comfort me), I went to his house and we talked. I consoled him. And I’m amazed at my self-control! He wanted to fool around but I knew that he didn’t need that right now, which he really didn’t need. We parted as friends, and I do hope that we stay that way. Cause I love him still, but more with a love that a friend gives to a friend.

Meanwhile, my man of the moment is celebrating his birthday today too. He turned 25. He texts me this sappy message how it’s his birthday and he has no one to spend it with. Boohoo. Hehehe…I’ll see him tomorrow. We’ll go to his gig and probably just hang after. I know we’ll go to his house, I’ll see his mom, she’ll wonder who I am but she’ll just smile and offer us food. I’ll make him happy. How I miss him!

It’s weird though, a lot of people are telling me to stay away from him. Should I? I mean, all the things I’ve been hearing are just that, things. No confirmations or evidence. I’ll just take the advice of a friend: Take what you can. Just have fun. Yes, yes I will do that. I’ll just have fun. After all, what’s a relationship if you can’t have fun. And besides, everyone’s a friend these days. And if a friend were to turn into something more, then that would be great! if not, at least I still have a friend.