...hooray...flakey people suck...
Let me tell you some dumb shit.
1st, I am leaving town tomorrow, right after work, to fly home.
2nd, Justin was going to drive me...after work I was going to leave and pick up Justin, he was going to drive me to the airport. Then he was going to pick me up on Sunday.
The dumb shit.
After work today, I drove him home, and was telling him about my insurance, and all that jazz. Then he said when he dropped me off he was going to drop my car off at my house, and just leave it. So I reminded him that he had to pick me up on Sunday...yea.
So then, tonight, something so petty and stupid...he deleted me from myspace. At first I thought he deleted his profile, but no, just me. Then, I tried to call, and nothing. No response. I called him again, left him a voicemail that says if he doesn't call me back I'm goin to find a different ride.
So, he never called. Steve's ex girlfriend Melissa is going to take me. I am going to pick her up from school, then she can drive me to work (an hour early), and drop me off. I haven't asked her if she could pick me up on Sunday, I'm just thankful she can take me to work.
So, I am going to go to work with all my luggage, and then at 5:30 I am going to leave and walk to BART then take the train to the station, then catch a bus to the airport, and I should get there at about 6:30. It should work.
It's just stupid. No return phone calls, no return text msg's, so I assume I am done. I have put up with retarded-ness (a new word, add it to your vocabulary), for much longer than I would with any other guy. So, phone number= deleted, I'm just done.
So that's my rant.
ta ta for now. I have to go pack, and try and fit everything into one bag...it should work. I just have to make it. I have to pack my backpack for stuff I can leave at work that I need for prep (since I am going to be there an hour early, I might as well do all kindsa shit I need to get done) and stuff I can take on the airplane. Then make sure all my stuff fits into one bag b/c if I am walking to BART...I don't want to be dragging shit around.
Until next time.
1st, I am leaving town tomorrow, right after work, to fly home.
2nd, Justin was going to drive me...after work I was going to leave and pick up Justin, he was going to drive me to the airport. Then he was going to pick me up on Sunday.
The dumb shit.
After work today, I drove him home, and was telling him about my insurance, and all that jazz. Then he said when he dropped me off he was going to drop my car off at my house, and just leave it. So I reminded him that he had to pick me up on Sunday...yea.
So then, tonight, something so petty and stupid...he deleted me from myspace. At first I thought he deleted his profile, but no, just me. Then, I tried to call, and nothing. No response. I called him again, left him a voicemail that says if he doesn't call me back I'm goin to find a different ride.
So, he never called. Steve's ex girlfriend Melissa is going to take me. I am going to pick her up from school, then she can drive me to work (an hour early), and drop me off. I haven't asked her if she could pick me up on Sunday, I'm just thankful she can take me to work.
So, I am going to go to work with all my luggage, and then at 5:30 I am going to leave and walk to BART then take the train to the station, then catch a bus to the airport, and I should get there at about 6:30. It should work.
It's just stupid. No return phone calls, no return text msg's, so I assume I am done. I have put up with retarded-ness (a new word, add it to your vocabulary), for much longer than I would with any other guy. So, phone number= deleted, I'm just done.
So that's my rant.
ta ta for now. I have to go pack, and try and fit everything into one bag...it should work. I just have to make it. I have to pack my backpack for stuff I can leave at work that I need for prep (since I am going to be there an hour early, I might as well do all kindsa shit I need to get done) and stuff I can take on the airplane. Then make sure all my stuff fits into one bag b/c if I am walking to BART...I don't want to be dragging shit around.
Until next time.