We went to TagZone for Michelle's birthday, it was awesome, so much fun! But damn I'm real soare, you know, me never doing exercise and all :P
Back to what's important, Vincent was there. I was really happy he was.
When the game was over at 11:30, we all wanted to do something, so Vince took us to his famous "Paris Cafe" downtown.
It was a really nice place actually, although a little too fancy for my tastes, but real enjoyable all the rest.
When we headed out to our cars (It was only me, Michelle and him left) we walked Michelle to her car, and then I said bye to them so I could go to my car.
I was actually really surprised that he didn't walk me to my car, since I did walk the streets at like 1:30 by myself, and plus Michelle was ULTRA late and I don't see why she woulda had to drive him home.
So, I got in the car and started to cry because I have realised that I do still have feelings for him and it was just a little overwhelming.
I drove down Rideau, hoping to see them on the road, and then finally I decided to turn in towards his house. I just don't think I coulda not stopped and talked to him.
I parked near Eric's, I don't know, I didn't want Vince to see my car. I walked up and a few mins later Michelle got out, I hadn't noticed that her car was there, I was hoping she'd be gone when I'd get there just so I'd have no explications to give...
Anyways so I got to Vince's... and I told him exactly that, that I'd been thinking since the breakup, and that it's finally hit me that I do miss him and that I do want to be with him.
And obviously in my idealistic mind I could go over there tell him that and he'd say "ah me too" and then everything would be perfect and okay.
This was certainly not the case.
And all along when I was there I could remember when the exact same thing happened when Vince told me that he wanted to get back with me, a month back.
I remember rolling my eyes (because it happened repeatedly) and really just being like "aww that sucks, sorry I don't feel the same way."
And so I keep thinking that if it would have hit me at the same time it did him, we would have gotten back together. Where would we be now?
So you know he told me he didn't feel the same way. That was hard to hear. I couldn't stand to have put myself in such a vulnerable position.
But all in all we got to chatting and it was really nice to be there with him, we just talked and everything was comfortable. I guess that's what I've missed, the level of comfort we have.
So we just chatted and it was nice.
Mind you an hour later I *really* needed to head home.
Got home at 3.... I told mom 2, and mom didn't like 2, she said "When JP (my older bro) was 17 he didn't go out till 2"...
Grrrr I hope that because of last night I don't get like a 1 o clock curfew, cos that means I'd have to leave wherever I am at like 12:30!!!!
This was a general rant about my night.