Last night after going oout for some food with Stephen, Chad gave me a call like he always does. He apparently had a huge headache, was scared about his CAT scans, and generally was just feeling pretty fucking low. He asked if I could come down to see him, just for the night. How could I say no? I jumped on the next bus down to Kitchener and did my best to make him feel better. I'm pretty sure it kind of worked, hopefully. He seemed in a way better mood when I left this morning. I can't stand to think of him being unhappy. There are times when I honestly feel like I would rather die than have him feel one ounce of pain. I'm over-emotional that way.

When I was over at Chad's, one of his female friends gave him a call. This girl has been just using Chad as sort of her own personal shrink for the past few months or so, and it's even starting to piss me off. I've had "friends" like that before, and I know how annoying it can be. So Darcy decided to intervene before the conversation got out of hand, and it's reasons like this why I love Darcy like a brother.

Chad: "Oh...yeah....ok...yep..."
Darcy: "OH MY GOD! ADDY ARE YOU OK?! HOLY SHIT DUDE! SHE TOTALLY JUST FUCKING FELL DOWN THE STAIRS!! HOLY SHIT!! DUDE GO SEE IF SHE'S OK!! OH MY GOD!!"
Chad: "Uh...yeah everything's ok, but I better go."

I could barely breathe because I was laughing so hard.

One more quote from last night that was funny...

Chad: "I wish Darcy hadn't told everyone I made the bear myself."
Me: "You should've said you were making it while doing something really hardcore."
Chad: "Haha, yeah...'I made it while bungee jumping, and I had the rope tied around my neck!!'"

As for how I'm feeling right now.

I'm not in a fantastic mood right now. We lost at hockey, and I'm pissed off. Not so much because we lost, but because my dad was such an asshole about it. It wasn't "oh don't worry, you did well, it's ok"..it was "yeah they were way better than you, you guys didn't stand a chance. Addy you need to work on face-offs more because that's sort of where the game was lost." Like fuck, honestly, if we lose at hockey, I don't fucking care, and I don't want to hear about it. Plus I got knocked the fuck out behind my own net and hit my head REALLY hard, and I'm still feeling really dizzy from the hit. I'm a little scared, I've had a concussion before and it sort of feels the same way. Fuck.

Also, I'm an idiot and need to learn to stay out of people's LJ's sometimes. Being the over-protective idiot I am, I went to the LJ of the girl Chad was supposed to meet yesterday. I was reading it, and just about every post was something like "I wish Chad would call me" or "I miss Chad, it's been over a month" or "I can't wait to see Chad again". Fuck, is it bad of me that my blood just boils after reading things like that? Maybe it's just because I'm in a bad mood. I'm not worried, just pissed off that girls don't fucking know when to let go. Girls are such fucking whores that they never care if a guy is taken, they just go for him no matter what because they only care about themselves. FUCK YOU GIRLS. I renounce myself as being female. I'm going to start taking testosterone pills.

FUCK I'M IN AN ANGRY MOOD. I WANT TO BREAK SHIT. FUCK WHERE'S PHIL WHEN I NEED HIM.

THIS POST ENDED REALLY BADLY AND I CAN'T STP TYPING IN CAPS BECAUSE I'M SO ANGRY. EDDIE HAS ARRIVED FUCKERS.

SPIT IT OUT
~EddiE
- posted by Eddie @ 4:33 PM