Guess who's going to Disney Land!!!

Yup you guessed it some one is going to Disney Land in Florida! And the lucky person is.... my ex-girlfriend!!! Her loving new boyfriend is sweeping her off to the land of Mickey Mouse. Interesting news. Found out from her little sister, who still IMs me from time to time. Oh this ex-girlfriend. Messed me up beyond repare, more so than the ordinary exs of the world.

Here's the background:
We met at an audition for a play in highschool, I was a freshman she was an upper (11th grade for those who don't know), the play was Eugene Ionesco's Bald Soprano. Great play, everything about it was great. We didn't start dating there though, didn't start till the next year. From there on we had the best relationship in the world. It was actually quite nice and well formed. We did fun, cute things together, took things slow, I respected her need to not have sex, didn't push her into anything (this plays a big part later on). So I was a nice guy and she was a nice girl, it was nice. Then she went to college. We saw eachother less, fought a bit, but I was optomistic. Then she broke up with me, because of distance. Distance. We lived fifteen minutes away from each other. Distance my ass!

Well things went on and I was demoted from boyfriend, to best friend with benefits. Not what I wanted but hey, it was cool I still got to see her. Then she went to New York for a theatre showcase. It was there that I got a call from her that she had good news, her "good news" was that she had now had sex for the first time and might actually be pregnant with the guy she "didn't think I should know she was dating." Ouch.

Then we... um... saw eachother behind her boyfriend's back. Um...yeah not too happy with that. Ok so this started the on off relation ship she had with the two of us (her boyfriend and myself). When she finally dumped him for good we decided to give it a real shot (because at this time I was still in love with her, and considered marying her). Well that lasted for six months as she told me that she had been kissed by another guy who did not know we were dating. The reason he did not know was because... oops she felt that her friends didn't need to know I was her boyfriend. I dump her. It felt good. Then we started to mend back together untill I found out she was asking all my friends who I was fucking (no one by the way since I couldn't really trust myself in a relationship), and her friends told me she wasn't comfortable with me being bi. This shocked me. I never knew I was bi. If only I did know then I would have totally capitalized on this and would have had tons of dirty dirty sex. However, no.

So at that last exchange I fully parted ways with her. It was a new experience for me, for I got to be in the absolute right for once. This problem was no way my fault, for I did not spred any rumors about her. It was glorious! I lived perfectly content with out her for a long while, then out of the blue I got a phone call from her. She wanted to meet up and "catch up." So we did, I took her to the same place this girl yelled at me for not dating her, I figured if I localize instances of relationship fall outs I'll lead a funky life. There was no yelling at this meet up, though it was kind of awkward, I guess it proved to her I really don't have the feelings I once had for her that made it possible for her to walk all over me.

Now we hardly talk, occasionally she'll call me up and I'll call her back, there's no real reason for me not to. It's funny but I kind of get the feeling that she has found a way to get rid of all the guilt she's felt about our relationship. Now that I don't actively hate her, she feels that there is a clean slate. This clean slate gives her conscience a rest and she can be happy. Well good for her. And good for her that she gets a boyfriend to take her to Disney Land. If I was bitter, it would only be because I really want to go to Florida to get some dippin dots.