Waking Up To Another Day

My parents came to see me for a belated birthday weekend. They brought my stinky brother too. My mom made me a cake and we all went to church. Jen came too and it was the longest mass in all of the history of the world. Then we went to Jalapeno tree which is the third day in a row Jen has been there. Second day in a row for me. I was starving because I hadn't eaten since the day before. My brother told me I looked like an alchoholic drug addict who had been on a binge all weekend. Katie met us at Jalapeno Tree and it was a really good time because we had the same waiter as last time and he's just the nicest guy.

Then I gave my parents a tour and they left and I was sad.

I woke up this morning before my parents got here to take a shower and noticed the staggering amount of bruises on my arms and legs from the night before when James and I fought. I had text messaged him 14 times last night about how I never wanted to see him again. We were very mad at each other today and I seriously never wanted to see him again but before my parents left I was sitting with my dad outside of Steen because he was smoking a cigarette and James walked down the front steps and he gave me the meanest glare and I was like "OH HEY JAMES! This is my dad" and then James had to be nice to me because I mean it was my dad. So then I asked him if he was mad at me and he said he wasn't and I told him he beat me up and he said he didn't remember. So he had to leave for work and I said goodbye to my daddy and then went up to my room and texted James that I wasn't mad at him and that he really did beat me up, he still didn't believe me until I showed him all the bruises tonight. He finally apologized and I think we're even better friends now because of it. We decided that we probably shouldn't drink together and if we do that we shouldn't be so violent. Then he came back to my room for like 3 hours and I straightened his hair and we watched funny videos on youtube.

I really do love James but when I'm drunk I want to choke him and punch him for some reason. I get so angry, and I think it's because he's normally so docile and doesn't fight me back. It's really funny though because all day I've been telling people about how my gay friend beat me up.