Oogy freaky boy Date Friday, April 26, 2024 - 01:44 AM PST Topic Icky People Speaking of nasty annoying exes, by the way, I did regret losing my virginity to the person I did. He ended up becoming a felon, a wannabe rapist, a drunk, a Navy boy, and then got kicked out of the navy and has been trolling around Cruces for another year or so now, it seems. The day before yesterday he called me out of the blue after five years of no contact, and I was scared, because my number is unlisted. My old number, however, is not. He'd called that from the phone book, gotten the wrong number bit, and then.."oh, hey, here's her dad's number! Maybe he'll tell me." and my dad had told him, which is funny, because my dad once swore to kill the little prick if he ever heard from or saw him again. Okay, so he got my number from my dad, and called me, and I was socializing through gritted teeth. He talked us into meeting him at the mall today to hang out, (well, he talked ME into it and Randall agreed to come with me and be as boyfriendly as he possibly could to discourage any bad thoughts- it won't work, but at least he'll be with me) so okay. We're going to hang out at the mall for awhile, and go home, and never hear from him again because he'll get stoned that night and forget all about me, right? Wrong. Last night he showed up at my front door at 11:30. He said he wanted to check the address cause it seemed familiar, and he'd realized that his ex-girlfriend used to live in our apartment complex, and right next door to our apartment itself. He'd been walking around the complex knocking on doors and asking for me! Unfortunately, even if I'm scared, my effin' dad has me trained to be polite anyway. So we sat in the computer room and I showed him my comics and mp3s and computer stuff. When he was back on the sidewalk getting ready to go home, he remarked, "You kind of made a mistake here." "What do you mean?" "Well, verifying your number and address with me and all, you know? You'll never get rid of me again!" FUCK I could have pissed myself and screamed. At least I didn't though, and said "Well, that's what 911 is for." "I didn't know I was that annoying." And he laughed and left. Needless to say, I locked the door, the windows, turned off the lights in the rest of the house, and kept Randall's dagger on my lap at the computer the rest of the night. I pulled the dagger on poor Randall when he got home from work this morning, I was so scared. I hate I Hate I HATE creepy exes. `rik This article comes from Shmeng http://www.shmeng.com/ The URL for this story is: http://www.shmeng.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=161