Nov 28, 2004 12:38
Oh, how I love the beach. My parents and I went this morning and it was beeeeeautiful. Windy, but beeeeautiful. My daddy and I went swimming and laid in the sun for awhile.. I luff my daddy.
This weekend was pretty crappy. I did nothing, nothing at all. Last night [Saturday] I was supposed, or I thought, to go to the movies with Rhianne, Marci, and Leslie but when I called Rhianne to see if we were still going.. her reply was "Oooh yeah, maybe. I don't think I can, I have to go with my parents somewhere". THANK YOU FOR NOT CALLING ME AND TELLING ME AND HAVING ME CALL YOU! Shit dude. She always does this. She called me Tuesday and said "Oh we should go to the movies Saturday night", which I thought that meant we WERE going. Then she called on Wednesday and said "Yeah, Leslie wants to go out and she wants you and Marci and Angela to come" so I was like okay, I guess I have plans Saturday night. yeah. *makes that buzzing sound* WRONG. She said "we SHOULD", which I guess I have to assume means "don't count on it because i never seem to want to go out anymore and i make my parents out to these mean people that keep me in the house all the time". Fuck. She always makes it seem like her parents never go anywhere.. I told her to tell her parents that she already made plans with her friends and shes like "Yeah, do you think they'll care" YES IF YOU MADE PLANS WITH YOUR FREINDS! Shit. Okay, I love Rhianne dearly, she's awesome and I'm not mad at her, even if it sounds like I am, I'm just fusterated.
My sister comes home in like... less than two weeks. I'm excited, I miss her. I do NOT like being the only child, RER.