May 26, 2010

I somewhat woke up at 5 this morning and figured I'd check my phone and stuff before I fell back asleep, just in case. I saw (what seemed to be) an urgent text from Phil so I immediately called him back. We talked for about 4 hours. To some it up - I screwed up everything and he was the only one to give chances and try to work things out. If he had said it enough times, I probably would've believed him, doubting myself. Why do I let one person have such an impact on me? I didn't go to JJ's ceremony, but as soon as I got off the phone, I walked to the park and met up with Mike. We sat there and talked for a few hours. I can't believe he really sat there and listened to me babble. Shortly after, Mike, Will, Jen, Allan, and I went to the beach. As much as I tried to put the earlier phone call out of my head, it just wouldn't work. The beach was peaceful but it sucked to still be thinking about all of that. There's much ranting to be done, but I'll do it elsewhere.