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GOOD GOD I had a crap day.
First, I only got like 5 hours of sleep. I woke up cold in the Antarctic of Bambi's room. So I get some more blankets, scoot closer, and get relatively warm. FINALLY get comfy, and then I have to pee so bad I feel like I'm going to burst open. So I have to forfeit my warm spot and go pee. I come back out and I'm freezing. So naturally I have to make another warm spot, and I finally do. Only this time, I can't get comfy. Nothing helps. I keep rolling over. So I get out of bed, because I don't wanna wake up Matt by tossing and turning. I get on the computer for a little while, only to deal with bullshit. ALL DAY. A bunch of people that I DON'T LIKE IN THE FIRST PLACE start giving me shit about something that isn't any of their business. (Long story short: Someone I know talked a lot of hurtful shit about a good friend of mine. I naturally defended my friend by telling this bad-mouther what an asshole they were. Then all of asshole's friends started telling me to mind my own business. Yea, I got into something that wasn't my business. But I was doing what is my duty as a friend to do for my friend. Which is exactly what all of them were doing. Getting into something that didn't concern them to defend their friend. And YET, and YET... when I point this out... they all turn the other cheek and find something else to be mad about. It's incredible.)
I would just like to say... people are AMAZING. It's unbelieveable what assholes people can be. And what blatantly obvious hypocrites. And yet, when you point out this hypocricy to them... they change the subject and find something else to bitch about.
So then... once this matter is finally settled... (I get a "thank you" from said defended friend and everyone gives up their shit-talking...) I finally get to see my boyfriend. But then he leaves to go home because he isn't feeling good and he's hungry, and we don't have any food because my mom didn't want to go grocery shopping by herself today, and I didn't want to go with her. So basically we had time for Matthew to tell me about his bad day, and for me to sympathize and hold him and make him feel better. But I didn't really get a chance to talk about how crappy my day was because he wasn't feeling good. (Baby, if you read this, you KNOW that I don't mean that you didn't listen. I'm simply stating that I didn't get NEARLY enough time with you tonight)
So then Matt and I are having a perfectly find conversation, and my day is getting a little better. And then one of his stupid friends pops up on AIM and starts giving him crap. And I HATE this friend in the first place, but this hatred just grows every time I hear something about him. Especially concerning this, which as you're about to read, Matthew has no control over. And yet he gets shit about it. I have a pair of this friend's shorts in my posession because he left them at Matt's house and I borrowed them to sleep in one night because I brought sleepy pants, but I was hot and wanted shorts. I took these shorts home to be washed and returned. But whenever I go to Matt's, I forget to bring them with me. So whenever friend drops by, they aren't there. And this friend is acting like he's lost his puppy about it. It's not like I'm fucking holding them hostage. I don't even know where they are at the moment. I'm going to give them back when I find them and remember to bring them with me... but Jesus FUCKING CHRIST. Get over it. (My plan is to write "I have a vagina" in bleach really big on the front of the shorts before I give them back because he's acting like such a girl about it...)
So, because I'm turning all of this round and round in my head, I've given myself the startings of a migraine. Plus, Matt's at his house tonight and I'm at mine. Which means I won't get ANY sleep.
So yea, all over crappy day.
/rant. Thanks for reading, folks.
First, I only got like 5 hours of sleep. I woke up cold in the Antarctic of Bambi's room. So I get some more blankets, scoot closer, and get relatively warm. FINALLY get comfy, and then I have to pee so bad I feel like I'm going to burst open. So I have to forfeit my warm spot and go pee. I come back out and I'm freezing. So naturally I have to make another warm spot, and I finally do. Only this time, I can't get comfy. Nothing helps. I keep rolling over. So I get out of bed, because I don't wanna wake up Matt by tossing and turning. I get on the computer for a little while, only to deal with bullshit. ALL DAY. A bunch of people that I DON'T LIKE IN THE FIRST PLACE start giving me shit about something that isn't any of their business. (Long story short: Someone I know talked a lot of hurtful shit about a good friend of mine. I naturally defended my friend by telling this bad-mouther what an asshole they were. Then all of asshole's friends started telling me to mind my own business. Yea, I got into something that wasn't my business. But I was doing what is my duty as a friend to do for my friend. Which is exactly what all of them were doing. Getting into something that didn't concern them to defend their friend. And YET, and YET... when I point this out... they all turn the other cheek and find something else to be mad about. It's incredible.)
I would just like to say... people are AMAZING. It's unbelieveable what assholes people can be. And what blatantly obvious hypocrites. And yet, when you point out this hypocricy to them... they change the subject and find something else to bitch about.
So then... once this matter is finally settled... (I get a "thank you" from said defended friend and everyone gives up their shit-talking...) I finally get to see my boyfriend. But then he leaves to go home because he isn't feeling good and he's hungry, and we don't have any food because my mom didn't want to go grocery shopping by herself today, and I didn't want to go with her. So basically we had time for Matthew to tell me about his bad day, and for me to sympathize and hold him and make him feel better. But I didn't really get a chance to talk about how crappy my day was because he wasn't feeling good. (Baby, if you read this, you KNOW that I don't mean that you didn't listen. I'm simply stating that I didn't get NEARLY enough time with you tonight)
So then Matt and I are having a perfectly find conversation, and my day is getting a little better. And then one of his stupid friends pops up on AIM and starts giving him crap. And I HATE this friend in the first place, but this hatred just grows every time I hear something about him. Especially concerning this, which as you're about to read, Matthew has no control over. And yet he gets shit about it. I have a pair of this friend's shorts in my posession because he left them at Matt's house and I borrowed them to sleep in one night because I brought sleepy pants, but I was hot and wanted shorts. I took these shorts home to be washed and returned. But whenever I go to Matt's, I forget to bring them with me. So whenever friend drops by, they aren't there. And this friend is acting like he's lost his puppy about it. It's not like I'm fucking holding them hostage. I don't even know where they are at the moment. I'm going to give them back when I find them and remember to bring them with me... but Jesus FUCKING CHRIST. Get over it. (My plan is to write "I have a vagina" in bleach really big on the front of the shorts before I give them back because he's acting like such a girl about it...)
So, because I'm turning all of this round and round in my head, I've given myself the startings of a migraine. Plus, Matt's at his house tonight and I'm at mine. Which means I won't get ANY sleep.
So yea, all over crappy day.
/rant. Thanks for reading, folks.