Originally posted by The Grey Fox
Chillin' wit' mah homies and s'it. Yourself?
Sitting in a little dark room at my grandma's house, hell yeah awehuhs
going home tomorrow, quite excited (to my mom's again, that is)
Wishing I was back in Vermont already scared
And I think I'm going to break off a huge friendship scared
Originally posted by SelphieSounds like a blast!
Sitting in a little dark room at my grandma's house, hell yeah awehuhsgoing home tomorrow, quite excited (to my mom's again, that is)
Wishing I was back in Vermont already scared
And I think I'm going to break off a huge friendship scared
scared Oh dear, what's happened?
Originally posted by The Grey Fox
Sounds like a blast!scared Oh dear, what's happened?
okie dokie, so hear's the dealio, not sure if I told you or not
But the first day I come back in from Vermont, later that night, I was supposed to hang out with my best bud Sarah, and it was supposed to be girls night out, just us two, for we already agreed on that.
So she comes to pick me up, and I mean, I'm exhausted, and just want to see her like old times, and so she comes to my front door, we hug, talk for a bit, and then we start to walk away from my house, and I see that her loser ass boyfriend and this other loser that I went to high school with are waiting by her boyfriend's car, and are all happy to see me, and in my head, I'm like, "WTF", but I play it off, and think, "Well, whatever"
So we hang out, and it's stupid as shit, I didn't want to go anywhere because those two jackasses were there with us, so I told them I didn't know where to go first in Lincoln. So, they decide to just drive around, and Sarah's boyfriend Davey decides we should go swerve on a gravel road, because I mean, that's SOOO much fun awehuhs
And so we do that for a bit, I don't enjoy any of it, and then her boyfriend looks back at me (I'm sitting in the back seat with the loser kid who doesn't brush his teeth, while Sarah's sitting passenger), and sees I'm wearing my seatbelt, and starts to make fun of me for it. So I say, "Hey, I was in an accident about a month ago, and I like wearing my seatbelt." So then he just keeps making fun of me, so I'm pissed off, and I tell Sarah that I don't feel very good, and that I should go home, and maybe we can talk later. So she takes me home, and usually it takes me a while to say goodbye to my friends, I usually say, Okay, well let's hang out again! Give me a call or text! blah blah blah, but I didn't even make eye contact with them, I was like, "I'll see you later." And just left.
So she texts me a couple days later, saying, "What are you up to?", and I simply reply back, "I'm hanging with Jim." Which I indeed was doing, but usually I'm a lot nicer, and not as cold as that. Then she replies, "Fun fun" and I don't hear back from her for about a week.
Then a few days later, I text her and say, "Hey, wanna hang tonight or sometime next week? Just us girls?" 'cause I figured, maybe I shouldn't be such a betch, although she KNEW IT WAS JUST SUPPOSED TO BE US GIRLS. But nooooo, she's too busy, that night she was playing D&D, and watching her boyfriend's KIDS. I can understand watching kids, but you're too busy to see your 'best friend' who won't see you again for hmm, maybe more than a goddamn year? Wow, genius Sarah. And the main thing that pisses me off, is that she's with this LOSER, who's probably 29 or 30, has a shitty as job, has TWO KIDS (that are of course not Sarah's), and is a completely immature IDIOT.
It just makes me so mad! I'm probably overreacting, but she's such a goddamn idiot, and makes ALL THE WRONG CHOICES ALL THE TIME. She dates so many goddamn morons, I'm just so sick of having to pick up the pieces for her. She can just get f*cked over, I don't care anymore.
She's 18! She shouldn't be watching over kids, she shouldn't be living with this guy and his kids, and she shouldn't be so goddamn stupid!!!
I just think maybe it would be more convenient without her in my life anymore. Or maybe until she gets a goddamn clue, which might take her ages to find, due to her being stupid.
ha-son