a kink
so far this summer had been going fairly smooth. i had a pedicure today, was in a glowing fantabulous mood, until tonight that is.
what is it about one person who can insult you and no one has the balls to stand up for me or at least not actually let me walk out. I find thats the difference between guys and girls, girls would never let their friend walk out. Either they'd take ya to the bathroom and remind you that they too believe that person is an ass, or even tell the person that what they said might have been a little uncalled, even if obvious.
It was a flashback to spring break. awful. i had been thinkn, wow we all maturely moved on from that situation, and no, its regressed that now in public places someone has to remind me that everything I say is bitching. maybe it is, maybe it isn't.
its almost a waste of a night. i really wanted to spend some time with a friend i miss greatly who was back in town, and now that seemingly is not happening. perhaps i should have sucked it up and sat there tortured feeling bad about myself for subjecting everyone to my bitching (which i firmly believe, rhetorically questioning someone who'd never gone out drinking with me before was mistaken my bitching, ie..inquring if he knew actually how many pictures i have bought over the course of me and my friends going to that bar) It was as if i should feel guilty for being the only girl in the group and having a 3/4 glass of bud select that wasn't even his beer. Had he pay the slightest bit of attention that night, i had boughten just enough to actually buy another picther of beer and have my diner there.
Its just frustrating that I did my hair, put my contacts in, even a pair of heels, and i am left feeling like i should be guilty....well i'm not going to. but i'm sad that i missed being with other people i really had looked forward to spending some time with.
movie and coffee time.
what is it about one person who can insult you and no one has the balls to stand up for me or at least not actually let me walk out. I find thats the difference between guys and girls, girls would never let their friend walk out. Either they'd take ya to the bathroom and remind you that they too believe that person is an ass, or even tell the person that what they said might have been a little uncalled, even if obvious.
It was a flashback to spring break. awful. i had been thinkn, wow we all maturely moved on from that situation, and no, its regressed that now in public places someone has to remind me that everything I say is bitching. maybe it is, maybe it isn't.
its almost a waste of a night. i really wanted to spend some time with a friend i miss greatly who was back in town, and now that seemingly is not happening. perhaps i should have sucked it up and sat there tortured feeling bad about myself for subjecting everyone to my bitching (which i firmly believe, rhetorically questioning someone who'd never gone out drinking with me before was mistaken my bitching, ie..inquring if he knew actually how many pictures i have bought over the course of me and my friends going to that bar) It was as if i should feel guilty for being the only girl in the group and having a 3/4 glass of bud select that wasn't even his beer. Had he pay the slightest bit of attention that night, i had boughten just enough to actually buy another picther of beer and have my diner there.
Its just frustrating that I did my hair, put my contacts in, even a pair of heels, and i am left feeling like i should be guilty....well i'm not going to. but i'm sad that i missed being with other people i really had looked forward to spending some time with.
movie and coffee time.