Coral and I left the Movie theatre parking lot  with me yelling at her like a fucking madman. you see, when i lose my temper i am the biggest ass-hole on the planet. i will tell you what i hate about you over and over again in the meanest ways and never what i like about you. i went on to tell coral she was inmature, had alot to learn, would never make it in the world, that she had no contoll of her emotions, etc. God, am i the stupidest Jackass in the world or what? i went on like that for at least two hours. I'm sure who ever is reading this now thinks i am a jerk.
    I am a big believer in the old saying 'when life hands you a lemon, make lemonade' i feel that no matter what life throws your way you should make the best of it. so, once coral and i have settled down a little i suggest we try to end the night on a somewhat happy note by going out for burger like we had originally planned. she says no,i talk her into it, we go to steak and shake. we sit down and she looks at the menu then excuses herself to the restroom where she cries her eyes out (i even knew that at the time). she came back when she was done. we ordered and ate our food with barely a word spoken. when we got back to the car the fighting began again.
    Coral starts telling me that i was dumb to talk her into going out. i explained what i was thinking i was hoping to put a happy ending on the night. she sarcastically says that it was fun. i say that it could have been fun if we had tryed and she had left the fight  alone. she continues on about  how it wasn't fun and she didn't feel like having fun. i lost it. i yelled at her to shut up, that she could have tryed to have fun and that i didn't want to talk to her for the rest of the night. a few miunutes later she says it wa sa little fun, i yell at her to stop humoring me and to shut up and not talk to me for the rest of the night. i drive her home with barely a word spoken.
    as i pull on to her block i wish her a good night and tell her to please not slam the door. she asks me to wait a little while for her. i said sure, even though i wanted to get home, and i didn't really know what she meant. i watched her go in the house and wait a minute or two then leave. i didn't know it but inside the house she was looking for one of my DVD's i had been asking her for for a while, as sort of a peace offerign (I think). she came out just in time for her to see me speed off, she even tryed running to catch me.
     I went home and went to bed. i felt like shit and just wanted that night to end. i thought it would be over by now because i was sure we would both apologize the next day and it would be the end of it. i was wrong about that but that's for another time. i think maybe coral was right to dump me. im such an ass. i am not normallly like that i try to be a gentlemen as much as possible but that night was just a fuck up. i was so abusive that night when i am normally a relly layed back guy. coral was  so right to dump me. I don't think i willl ever tell her how sorry i really am.

Part 3 to come later .