godammit
What a shitty night. After the show I was going to hang out with Sarah and Jessie and etc. I called them at about 10:45 looking for a way to get to where they were hanging out. They told me to call Rachel who was getting off work in a few minutes. I called and left a message. I walked home. I waited. Then I got a call from them wondering where I was and why I didn't call Rachel. Apparently she didn't answer the phone because she just thought it was drunk people telling her to hurry up. I talked with them and made plans for them to call me when they were going downtown so they could pick me up. Cut to: an hour later. I call Jessie. They're downtown. Nobody seemed to remember to call me. I told them I wasn't going to hang out with them anymore. I was too frustrated with the situation. So, I called Jay to see what the theatre kids were up to. They were downtown too. I didn't feel like walking there, so I called Kenzie to come get me. I called her apartment; no answer. I called her cell; no answer. I called her apartment; no answer. Grrr. Sitting alone in my room for 2 hours on a Saturday night not able to leave. Pissed. My phone beeps. I got a message without my phone ringing. It's Kenzie. I call her back. She's shopping at Walmart and won't be done for about another half hour to 45 minutes. So, now I'm here. Nothing better to do that write in livejournal, which I don't much care for anymore. Bad mood. Ramble, ramble, ramble. I should have made better fucking plans. This is dumb.