1/24/05

So i'm maxing and relaxing at home last night, preparing to watch Desperate Housewives when I get a phone call with the area code to where I went to high school (back in Illinois). The phone stops ringing before I can answer it, and no message is left. I'm thinking who the hell could that be, who has my number? So curiosity led me to *67 then *69 the number back (too many detective shows make me this investigative). Much to my dismay, on the other end of the line was a voice that makes my guts lurch. The last ex-boyfriend I had (before I moved to Cali) was on the other end, sounding pathetic and sad. I was like "Hello", and his reply was "Happy New Year daria847" , I was like "who the hell is this" he acts as though i'm supposed to know his voice and shit. I immediately ask him what he wants, and why is he calling and bothering me. He says I was concerned about you, wanted to see how you are...WTF?!!!! Concerned about me? College educated, sarcastic, witty, strong, don't stand for shit me? The same me who left your ass alone, and moved 2000+ miles away, without so much as a phone call or e-mail? Nigga please, you need to worry about yourself. I told him those very words, and his sappy ass reply was "am i not supposed to be concerned" my answer: NIGGA NO. I then told him to not call me ever again, lose my number, and be sure to tell whoever he got my number from to lose it too. Pissed me off calling me like we have some relationship or unfinished business. I had to get hood on his ass and tell him "boy get on" :)