Eh.
Competition was today for one-act. We did the best we had ever done, we got a standing ovation, it was SO amazing. We placed second. At first, I was disappointed, but now I'm relieved. I don't think we could have tolerated each other any more. (If we had won first, we would have had to gone to State Competition.) After that, we went to Ryan's (the restaurant). A few of us got there first. "Brandon" (False name, if you know who I'm referring to, good for you.) calls me and says something about us having to clean up. (No, the group of people that were there did not know, no one told us that.) Here's the convo:
(I think) I said "Should we go back, I mean this is kinda awkward since you just called me and no one else about this..."
he said "No, we're almost finished now."
Me: "Then why did you even call? Trying to make us feel bad about it?" (just kidding around)
him: "Yeah actually." (or something to that effect)
Me: "Thanks, really." (I hang up)
UGH! I do not need that. Yeah, ME. I'm sick of trying to think of other people's feelings and hiding my own, so for the past couple of months I've been really putting my emotions out there. I'm tired of being a doormat.
All of my friendships that I have had for a while are ending, but I'm making new ones. (random sentence)
Harry (fake name, whatever.) is also getting me real upset. I didn't even know I cared so much. Oh heck, I'm not going to waste more time typing crap about Harry. I've wasted enough time on him.
It's at times when I'm at my weakest, emotionally... that I want to go out and do a whole bunch of things I shouldn't do (drink, smoke, etc...) So there you go guys, if you want to really take advantage of me, you know what to do.
When people first see me, they think I'm a snob. Maybe I should just be one so I don't have to deal with having friends.
(I think) I said "Should we go back, I mean this is kinda awkward since you just called me and no one else about this..."
he said "No, we're almost finished now."
Me: "Then why did you even call? Trying to make us feel bad about it?" (just kidding around)
him: "Yeah actually." (or something to that effect)
Me: "Thanks, really." (I hang up)
UGH! I do not need that. Yeah, ME. I'm sick of trying to think of other people's feelings and hiding my own, so for the past couple of months I've been really putting my emotions out there. I'm tired of being a doormat.
All of my friendships that I have had for a while are ending, but I'm making new ones. (random sentence)
Harry (fake name, whatever.) is also getting me real upset. I didn't even know I cared so much. Oh heck, I'm not going to waste more time typing crap about Harry. I've wasted enough time on him.
It's at times when I'm at my weakest, emotionally... that I want to go out and do a whole bunch of things I shouldn't do (drink, smoke, etc...) So there you go guys, if you want to really take advantage of me, you know what to do.
When people first see me, they think I'm a snob. Maybe I should just be one so I don't have to deal with having friends.