| I just want to bury my head in a pillow and cry. Somehow I always end up doing things I don't want to. I don't know how & why I'm always stuck in such awful situations. I should talk to someone and make them hate me. Hwang's at Jun's church camp & Wes is at driving. POO.
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| IN RESPONSE, ALL SHE SAID WAS 'NO HEELS' (THEN PROCEEDED TO IGNORE ME). NEXT IT'LL BE 'NO BOOTS', I BET. LEFT ON MY LIST WOULD BE MY LUELLA TOP & SOME AMAZING RED MANGO TRENCH, BOTH OF WHICH I'D RATHER JUST BUY FOR MYSELF. SHE WOULDN'T EVEN TELL ME WHY SHE REFUSES TO GET ME HEELS. WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY!? SHE WON'T EVEN EXPLAIN WHY NOT. BELIEVE ME, I'VE ASKED SO MANY TIMES, IT'S RIDICULOUS. NOT ANSWERING JUST MAKES ME WANT TO SQUEEZE AN ANSWER OUT EVEN MORE. IF I ASK FOR A BAG, SHE'D PULL THE 'DO YOU THINK MONEY GROWS ON TREES??' CARD.
FROM NOW ON, I'M NEVER ASKING FOR PRESENTS/SAYING I WANT SOMETHING AGAIN.
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| Upon hindsight, I realize that who I am today is the result of a series of conscious decisions. Whenever Omeet's proud of me, I get this funny feeling inside like I'm doing something I shouldn't be. Haha. Aside from the CSM related note, though. Tmr'll be awesome. I need to chill with great friends.
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Hi friends, I know, but please stop telling me this. Thanks. I know you care. Be patient (:
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