Aug 18, 2006 15:40
So July has straight fucked us up the ass in the gutter and now we're recovering. I still have no cellphone. And man, was I just getting used to my new one. It was bitchin'. I went to court about my purse, and they told me the girl would be arrested, and I'd be contacted. I still haven't been contacted...I just want my phone. If I received nothing back from my purse, my phone would have made me happy. Which is weird. Seeing as how I hate to make and recieve calls. Babs calls it "phone karma". Says that the universe recognizes my hesitance towards telephones and saw my traumatic phone answering days, and took away not one, but two of my cell phones for it. But this one was cool. I had Don set Me I Disconnect From You as the ring tone, and I had a cool picture of me and the cat as my Wallpaper. . . I felt all trendy. And I like to, you know, not have to wave down traffic for a phone when I blow out a tire. It WOULD happen the night my purse is taken too.
I have no car insurance. They sent me a notice some time ago telling me that the transaction on my bank account wouldn't go through because of some wrong information. They said that instead I'd be sent a bill through the mail. I never saw said bill, so I figured the bank info I sent them back worked. But just yesterday, I got a letter asking to immediately send some money for what I owe, and that my policy had been cancled. What the fuck, Dude! I guess I'll have to get over this phone deal and call them.
You know that sudden feeling that starts in your chest and head the minute you realize that someone doesn't like you? I don't mean like, some bitch you know and hate tells you to go fuck yourself. I mean when someone you don't feel one way or the other about, but don't mind just gives you those subtle hints. And eventually you catch on after a while... you're not sure at first but then you realise that you just make this person uncomfortable. It's a slightly sick feeling. I mean, sure. People are bound to not like everyone. But it doesn't help the fact that it sucks. I just get this almost desperate plea in myself. "How can I act to make her NOT think I'm weird and aloof?" I'm not... looking for a friend in this girl, I just wish I was more socially adept. It makes me think a little, you know? My whole life, I must come off as odd and slightly annoying to people. 'Swhy I can't keep friends. I either end up not likeing them and getting this inferiority thing going, or I bug them into avoiding me. It's embarassing, really. I need to take some people lessons.