YES! YES! I said it “I love youuu!!”

 I wish I had not said it!!!

“I love yoouuu!”…

Get this! My story started couple weeks ago at work.

It was a hot summer Thursday. It was almost 100 degree. Our HR announced that they were going to do training for three hours. GOD! Three hours meeting without liquor??!!! Who does that!?!?!  Not even cosmopolitan would not be served?

Anyway training title was “How full is your bucket?” In short, how people become optimistic and happy without loosing touch with reality. (Yawnnn!) If you are happy , you are bucket is full. If not, your bucket is empty. Whatever!

One of subjects unknowingly got stuck in my head. It was “Tell people around you that you love them” WTF!!! I can’t walk around saying “I love youuu!!”

What if there is someone I don’t even like. What should I say “I hate youuu”

After seminar I forgot all about it. Finally weekend arrived! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

I took the train to gay-land Fire Island. Suddenly life was beautiful for me. My bucket was very full. After a boozy Friday nite I woke with a severe headache!! Life suddenly sucked for me! My bucket had a hole at the bottom.

OK! OK! Be patient! I’m coming to main part of my story!

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As every Saturday afternoon I was walking to middle tea where gay boys have couple of drinks and dance little bit. Middle tea is normally around 8 pm. So I was still conscious but deliciously drunk.

I saw one of my friends on the way. We jumped onto dance floor. After two vodka soda (I meant five vodka soda!) I got into one of those moods. You know! You are so drunk and you are in between passing out and hallucinating mood.--- I LOVE THAT MOOD!

I started remembering things about seminar and at the same time I was dancing my ass off. Yeah! I can multi task! PEOPLE!

I suddenly turned to my friend and said  I love youuu!  “I stared at his eyes sharply. No respond for couple of seconds. SILENCE!...

And than he said “You are so cute!” G

Whaaaaatt?! BITCH! Can’t you tell me?? “I love you too!” What are you afraid of!! Gggrrr!!! I should have taken back!!! But how?? I realized my friend pooped on my empty bucket!!

It was very upsetting! Well! I have to tell you cheap house vodka was the best medication for my hurt heart” I just kept drinking.

As soon as middle tea ended, I walked back home unconsciously yelling “I love youuuu! --HICK!--I love YOUUU- HICK!”

Following morning despite my splitting headache and upset stomach I thought about what happened last night. Shocking right? Can someone think in that condition? Yes I can!!

I said to myself “Why so many people are so afraid to express their feelings? I mean I loved our friendship and I spitted out. Why couldn’t that bitch say back “I love youuu too”?-- WHAT A CUNT!”

 Despite awhat happened I still love him. We are still good friends. I only use this story against to him, so he buys me free drinks .

Hey! My cuntie friend ! If you are reading this story, just let you know I will milk this forever.

I LOVE YOUUUU! And you know I’m so cute!!! JJJ