Natasha showed me how she lives.

Sep 04, 2007 23:54

I have had a shitty day, I got in an accident in Buffalo, I got lost, I had to pay NY tolls in pennies, everyone hated me, I didn't have enough money or gas to get home so I had to call Jan for money, he told me I was irresponsible, but gave me the money anyway, and at the end of everything I started crying in an Ohio gas station. The woman behind the counter hugged me and although odd I found it really comforting. As bad as my day was I had a wonderful weekend at Natasha's home appropriately titled "fort no parents." Since May I feel like I have gotten a lot closer to Sophie and Natasha. I think it's good that I know at least a couple people who are sincerely concerned about my well-being. It's good to know who you're real friends are, and which ones are around when there is drama in your life, but no where to be found afterwards. It's really important to have somone you can trust. I think about the whole thing with Mariah a lot, it still pisses me off, I'll probably never really get over it. Mostly because I don't understand it, but whatever I did to her is in no way worse than what she has done to me. The way she acted was really immature, if you have a problem with somone, you tell them. You don't play passive-agressive games, you don't assume shit you hear, and you don't just cut them off without a word. It may be absent of confrontation, but it is bullshit. Also if you do intend to cut off a relationship with somone, you most definately do not call them the night your boyfriends little brother has died, when the person is alone and vulnerable. It may be one thing to feel bad about it, but that is what has made me really really bitter about everything. You're friends are supposed to help you when terrible things happen, not exploit you.I don't really care what she thinks of me anymore, because obviously I don't think much of her.

Well anyway I got really sidetracked. I had a really sweet time at "fort no parents." I met Natasha's lovely husband, I saw a lovely house "base no parents" in a very surreal setting with very surreal people including one of Natasha's teachers. My favorite line from the night had to be the man coming down stairs that exclaimed "I know I am really stoned but I am pretty sure that guy just said he caught his best friend fucking his wife." and I replied "whats really crazy is that he is gay." I spent another night in another swanky place owned by a man named Russel, perhaps one of the nicest lofts I have ever seen owned by somone in my age bracket. later that night I sang Weezer's enitre Blue Album with Kate, quite the throwback to being 13. Then there was Natasha's party in her home, which was also quite nice. It ended in Slavic linguistics at five in the morning and me considering spraying the large black man sleeping in natasha's bed with oust so that he would get "oust" of my bed. Earlier Jason gave me money for my juicy juice run and told me not to spend it all in one place, also a girl gave me her shoes. All in all an all good "No Parents" time.
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