and the never changing depression crap comes in
Today was one of those days, where everything that got bad, got worse. I was supposed to go to my hair appointment today, but instead they called saying that they had to close today, and i was rescheduled to sunday. which REALLY urked nerves, and then my mom decided that she was going to go on a cleaning spree, which would have been fine, IF IT WASNT AT 9 IN THE MORNING. Already being in the most irritated moods, Doug called me, being a freaking idiot, and he told me that he was sorry for everything that happened between us last night, but he had to cancel on our plans, because they needed someone to work.
After that everyone knew not to talk to me, unless it was a life-or-death situation. then doug called and said that he didn't have to work, but he was too tired to come over. which i understood. then he was like "you know what tuesday is right?" and i was like "another crappy ass day?"
his response "ARE YOU BEING AN ASSHOLE OR ARE YOU JUST TRYING TO GET BACK AT ME FROM WHEN I WAS AN ASSHOLE TO YOU, BECAUSE IT'S SERIOUSLY PISSING ME THE HELL OFFOFF"
my response : "COULD YOU STOP HAVING A TEMPER TANTRUM OF A FUCKING GIRL BECAUSE, HONESTLY, I'M STARTING TO FEEL MORE LIKE THE GUY IN THIS RELATIONSHIP THAN I SHOULD, SO INSTEAD OF ASKING ME SOMETHING,FUCKING TELL ME ABOUT IT.BECAUSE I HATE TO DISSAPOINT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU BUT IM NOT A GOD DAMN MIND READER"
and we kind of went on for about 5 minutes, and then i realized, that tuesday will make one month since we started dating, and four years that we have known each other.
and i told him i was sorry for being an asshole.
yeah, i don't ever remember cursing that much in my life. and i know i said some bullshit to him, and i know he didn't mean anything by it.
So i know right now all I am doing is complaining about stuff that gets repeated over and over again.
so here is the point.
My friend,Chad called me and was like, "when was the last time you talked to Emily?" and i was like "Today, why?" and he said "because she got in a wreck." it turns out, that at about 3:30, which was like 20 minutes AFTER i talked to her, a truck, with a DRUNK DRIVER, fucking hit her. she broke both of her legs, and she still hasn't woken up yet. They aren't letting people outside of her family see her, they won't even let Chad see her, her boyfriend, of like 4 years. It was a pretty bad wreck, she didn't have her seatbelt on. BUT THE ONE WHO HIT HER ONLY HAS A SCRATCH ON HIS FOREHEAD. Chad is hysterical, and he keeps trying to convince me to let him come over, and as much as i would love him to, i don't want him to drive the way he is.
and it's just, ugh.
i don't know.
i just hope she's okay, because i swear togod, if she isn't i'm going to go over the edge.
After that everyone knew not to talk to me, unless it was a life-or-death situation. then doug called and said that he didn't have to work, but he was too tired to come over. which i understood. then he was like "you know what tuesday is right?" and i was like "another crappy ass day?"
his response "ARE YOU BEING AN ASSHOLE OR ARE YOU JUST TRYING TO GET BACK AT ME FROM WHEN I WAS AN ASSHOLE TO YOU, BECAUSE IT'S SERIOUSLY PISSING ME THE HELL OFFOFF"
my response : "COULD YOU STOP HAVING A TEMPER TANTRUM OF A FUCKING GIRL BECAUSE, HONESTLY, I'M STARTING TO FEEL MORE LIKE THE GUY IN THIS RELATIONSHIP THAN I SHOULD, SO INSTEAD OF ASKING ME SOMETHING,FUCKING TELL ME ABOUT IT.BECAUSE I HATE TO DISSAPOINT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU BUT IM NOT A GOD DAMN MIND READER"
and we kind of went on for about 5 minutes, and then i realized, that tuesday will make one month since we started dating, and four years that we have known each other.
and i told him i was sorry for being an asshole.
yeah, i don't ever remember cursing that much in my life. and i know i said some bullshit to him, and i know he didn't mean anything by it.
So i know right now all I am doing is complaining about stuff that gets repeated over and over again.
so here is the point.
My friend,Chad called me and was like, "when was the last time you talked to Emily?" and i was like "Today, why?" and he said "because she got in a wreck." it turns out, that at about 3:30, which was like 20 minutes AFTER i talked to her, a truck, with a DRUNK DRIVER, fucking hit her. she broke both of her legs, and she still hasn't woken up yet. They aren't letting people outside of her family see her, they won't even let Chad see her, her boyfriend, of like 4 years. It was a pretty bad wreck, she didn't have her seatbelt on. BUT THE ONE WHO HIT HER ONLY HAS A SCRATCH ON HIS FOREHEAD. Chad is hysterical, and he keeps trying to convince me to let him come over, and as much as i would love him to, i don't want him to drive the way he is.
and it's just, ugh.
i don't know.
i just hope she's okay, because i swear togod, if she isn't i'm going to go over the edge.