April 14th 2007

Saturday, April 14, 2007
I think I'm really really mad.
You see, we made plans to meet up at the Jupiter Movies at 6pm.
(When I say "we" I mean, Drew, Mel, Andrew P, Kenzie, and some other kids)
When I got there, Drew called me and told me that he was "just going to west plam for a few."
So I sat there, lucky I had mel with me, and we waited for like an hour, and he still didn't show.
So he called me back and asked how I was doing, so I asked him if he was going to eat with us, and he said (something along the lines of) "Uh, no. I'm eating right now."
& That pissed me off.
So I told him to have a good time, like I always do. Then hung up.

So Mel & I went to get pizza. Then Andrew P called me, and asked why I was mad at Drew.
(Let me break it down for a second, WHY DO YOU THINK I WAS MAD?)
So then I hung up on him, after yelling, the whole pizza place was looking at me like I was nuts.
Then we got a cheese pizza.

Then after that, Mel & I walked to the beach and we were having a pretty amazing time.
We made up raps, sang in high pitched voices, thought up different cakes, and even found some pretty shells.
Nickki called, and she said she missed us so much, and we missed her.
I think I missed Nickki the most.
But Mel & I think the same.
And for a few hours, I was actually amazingly happy.
Then they called and said they were on their way, by that time I seriously didn't want them there.

& when they got there, I felt as if it was my fault for ruining their night.
They didn't look like they were having fun, and it was my fault.

So after awhile I really wasn't mad anymore.
(Even though Drew never said he was sorry.)

Then we drove back to the movies, and I said bye to everyone.
Then Drew's mom came, and she got him.

Then I got in the car with Mel & My mom, and my mom started freaking out. She kept yelling about how crappy my friends are, she asked me why I even hung out with them, why I even bothered to date a boy who doesn't care, she told me to take back Boosh, and I said hell fucking no.

We fought all the way home.
It's not fair that I get yelled at for coming on time.
I didn't know they were going to fucking ditch me.

And you know what?
After thinking about everything my mom said (Minus the Boosh part) she was right.
Why do I just let them walk on me?
It's not exactly fair.
They show up when they want to, and ditch when they don't.
Not even telling me they were going to ditch.

My mom was right.

I'm easy.
I'm just like my sister, and I know it.
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