[10.31pm] Oh FUCK!!! I lost our ring!!!………
The firework display was splendid and I couldn’t hope for a better one tonight when I was watching it on 62nd floor of The Arch. I recorded most of the fireworks for my brother and mom in Canada, and I was quite pleased with myself since I had a pretty nice spot for the camera. After the whole feista I looked at my hand and found that something was missing: the ring.
The first ring given to me from a guy was the one I lost, 8 months after the break-up with Kurt and I lost our ring. It has no specific meaning for me, but it meant something and I was hoping to keep it just for memories. It’s not usual for me to throw away presents even from exes, unless I hate him a lot then I’d give it away to unsuspecting victims.
Anyway, the ring was important to me because it had something carved inside it: Kurt <heart> Amanda. Most of it has been rubbed out and I can barely make out my name or his but the ring matches most of my clothes. I mean that’s the most important part, I kept it because (1) it matches most of my casual wear, and (2) it was the first ring given to me by a guy.
Kurt was not happy when I informed him that I ‘might have’ lost our ring. He bellowed through the phone, “WHAT?!?! YOU DID WHAT???? HOW CAN YOU LOSE IT? WASN’T IT ON YOUR FINGER?” It was… but since it’s not -that- important to me I decided to leave it somewhere and then I forgot to take it. Honestly if it was given to me by current boyfriend I wouldn’t leave it off my finger unless I put it back into the velvet box. Since Kurt isn’t then… yeh I lost it…
Then he heaved a heavy sigh and paused a minute on the phone, slowly and calmly he said, “Nevermind. I’ll get you a new one. In the mean time, do try to keep all accessories to yourself and don’t misplace them. Do you still have the watch I gave you?”
Yes…
“The electronic dog thing?”
Mmhmm.. it’s sitting on my window sill (ready to fall out to the streets)
“The necklace?”
What necklace?…
“the one I bought you from Singapore?..”
Ohhhhh…. that…. *thinking*…. Yep, it’s in the drawer… (i think…)
Why do you care when you’re the one who broke up with me?? Jerk….
I don’t want another ring from you… I rather buy one for myself!
