well, i think in another post i started saying something about this guy i know at school. well, now there's more to the story, just if you wanted to know.

so, there's this guy that i've known since last year at school. at first, we were cool, and friends and all that. he started trying to get close, but i didn't like him like that and he didn't like the rejection too much. well, ladys you know guys sometimes just don't wanna give up, so i'd see him all the time. after all my classes, even if it was inconvenient for him. sometimes he'd try and get close, try and hold me or maybe get a hug. first of all, he could've asked. second, i don't like that kind of attention, esp. every day. so the rejection from me really started bugging him, so he started having suicidal tendancies and started si b/c he knew i did. he made some threats, my friend and i reported him to the counselors and he was an inpatient for a few weeks. when he got out, he didn't come back to the same school.

well, this year, we'd been talking some and i thought that maybe he had changed some since march and maybe i could deal with him then. i could tolerate it for about the first two weeks. it is now the eighth week and i'm not too happy about him always being there. he went back to his old ways, and i'm still annoyed.

well, today there was an incedent at lunch. we were in line, him, 3 other friends, and me. in a lunch line, you know, you move up. so i moved up when there was space, and he got too close for comfort, for me at least. i like my space, and he just invaded it. so i stepped away and told him to quit, i'm not playing these games with you today. it wasn't a bad day, i just can't stand him any more. well, he chuckled and got even closer. now i have a quick temper and he should know this after a year of knowing me, so i ended up smacking him in the face. i know that wasn't exactly the right thing to do, that's just how my reactions work. him, being the emotional person he is, ran away crying. i thought he was going to the cops to report me, but it turns out that he went into the bathroom and cut himself. he came back at the end of lunch and talked to my friend. they talked a while and ended up going to the counselor. they talked things over, the whole 9 yards.

so the end of the story, since he violated the saftey contract with his T he can't go back to where he had gone the first time. so, this time around he'll be going to rtc. so that's two good things. he's getting the help that he needs, and he's not around to drive me insane. honestly, i couldn't have taken much more of him. it was him or me. just better that it was him.

well that's what's going on in my part of the world. that was probably long, so i sorry. just wanted to say something and get it out of my head. good days now. i can sleep easier at nite knowing he won't be gone the next morning. well, i'll stop spending precious seconds and go to bed. nite nite, or g'morning. which ever. ty for listening. ((((((((hugs))))))))) <~~~~ if you want 'em, can't hurt.

bye,
sleepy