Just a few more late night rants, then bed-time.
It's been a little while since I updated, and I have a few things I wanted to get down before I go get me some more crackers and tea.
Thursday, after work-outs, a few of my football friends (they shall be named RA and JK) said they would come out to my house a little while after they left from the gym to make some CD's or play pool. I went home and got a shower. About 4 hours later, I still haven't heard a damn thing from them. Like I've said, if you want to come and visit me, that's fine. I don't give a fuck. But if you tell me you are coming, then decide not to, you could at least have the courtesy to let me know. Is it that easy to forget about me? I almost always remember to return someone's call, or let them know what my plans are for whenever; could they not do that for me? I guess not, since it is so hard to press a button.
Not to mention, that the first time they they both came into my room, they wanted to see the porno on my computer. Big whoop. Then I let JK borrow one of my DVD's to watch. That was 5 days ago, and haven't heard anything from him; I even called him and he either wasn't there, or didn't answer. But the most awkward thing was that they are both "not" virgins, so they had to point out everything on the video that they had done. That me me feel really weird, considering I have almost no sexual experience at all.
Oh, they also told me there might be a party somewhere this past weekend, and they would let me know when and where so I could go. Yup, not a damn peep from them. I might have wanted to go to a party....
Next, I think it might have been Friday or Saturday, JB (that is what we will name him) called and asked if he and is brother could come out to my house for a while, since they were bored. I said sure, and they told me they were going to go get something to eat, and be out there in about half an hour. So....guess what?!?! Not another FUCKING word from them. We (my other friends) tried calling them, but they didn't answer.
I can understand getting distracted, and finding something else to do, but at least let me know. Most of my other REAL friends do that. It's really not that hard. I even do it myself. The least you can do is give me an fucking inkling of what to expect to happen.
The next thing is football practice starts Monday, and I'm fucking terrified. Not of being hit or anything like that, but because of my leg. I somehow managed to injure myself again, but not as badly as last time. This time the tendon down the lower inside of my left leg either got hurt or inflamed, and now it hurts like shit to run. I had to go get a new pair of shoes to even start to take away the pain (they were running shoes). Now I'm worried about all the running and jumping I'll have to do next week, and how much it might hurt (and how I might let my team down because I can't perform up to par). So now I'm popping IB Profins like fucking M&M's, trying to thwart the pain. I hope it will heal up sometime soon, or at least enough to let me practice.
That's about all I can think of now, so I'll have to stay up late another night and think of more shit to write. :-) Well, that, and I need to go to bed sometime soon. So, if I can remember anything I left off of here, I'll post it tomorrow.
Just please don't forget about me....
Thursday, after work-outs, a few of my football friends (they shall be named RA and JK) said they would come out to my house a little while after they left from the gym to make some CD's or play pool. I went home and got a shower. About 4 hours later, I still haven't heard a damn thing from them. Like I've said, if you want to come and visit me, that's fine. I don't give a fuck. But if you tell me you are coming, then decide not to, you could at least have the courtesy to let me know. Is it that easy to forget about me? I almost always remember to return someone's call, or let them know what my plans are for whenever; could they not do that for me? I guess not, since it is so hard to press a button.
Not to mention, that the first time they they both came into my room, they wanted to see the porno on my computer. Big whoop. Then I let JK borrow one of my DVD's to watch. That was 5 days ago, and haven't heard anything from him; I even called him and he either wasn't there, or didn't answer. But the most awkward thing was that they are both "not" virgins, so they had to point out everything on the video that they had done. That me me feel really weird, considering I have almost no sexual experience at all.
Oh, they also told me there might be a party somewhere this past weekend, and they would let me know when and where so I could go. Yup, not a damn peep from them. I might have wanted to go to a party....
Next, I think it might have been Friday or Saturday, JB (that is what we will name him) called and asked if he and is brother could come out to my house for a while, since they were bored. I said sure, and they told me they were going to go get something to eat, and be out there in about half an hour. So....guess what?!?! Not another FUCKING word from them. We (my other friends) tried calling them, but they didn't answer.
I can understand getting distracted, and finding something else to do, but at least let me know. Most of my other REAL friends do that. It's really not that hard. I even do it myself. The least you can do is give me an fucking inkling of what to expect to happen.
The next thing is football practice starts Monday, and I'm fucking terrified. Not of being hit or anything like that, but because of my leg. I somehow managed to injure myself again, but not as badly as last time. This time the tendon down the lower inside of my left leg either got hurt or inflamed, and now it hurts like shit to run. I had to go get a new pair of shoes to even start to take away the pain (they were running shoes). Now I'm worried about all the running and jumping I'll have to do next week, and how much it might hurt (and how I might let my team down because I can't perform up to par). So now I'm popping IB Profins like fucking M&M's, trying to thwart the pain. I hope it will heal up sometime soon, or at least enough to let me practice.
That's about all I can think of now, so I'll have to stay up late another night and think of more shit to write. :-) Well, that, and I need to go to bed sometime soon. So, if I can remember anything I left off of here, I'll post it tomorrow.
Just please don't forget about me....