my nightmare night
My shit was stolen tonight. All of it: my IPod, Nikon camera (with the cute flippy screen), my phone, metrocard, money, ID...all of it. Gone. While I was having "the talk" with my "friend"...ugh. I can't even believe tonight happened.
Dude confesses his love for me...we've been bossom buddies for 2 years. Then we are FINALLY really talking about "what's up"...meanwhile, I slept for 2 hours and awoke last minute to be in his music video at 6am Sat. Exhausted. After working 10 hours. Sit on the beach for 3 hours in 42 degree weather (in a t-shirt) with no compensation. Then go to his show....take pics and rock out...he invited another girl to meet up with him? But he "can't date me" because "I would be IT...we'd have to get married." and to top it off...he suddenly doesn't want to ruin our friendship?!
I AM FUCKING SICK OF DUDES TELLING ME THEY CAN MARRY ME AND/OR FATHER MY CHILDREN, BUT CAN'T DATE ME! WHAT THE FUCK?! Did I ask for this shit? I just want a cool dude to date, COME THE FUCK ON!
So when I find out my bag is stolen, all the band dudes ditch me, including *stupid ass (who is supposed to be my closest bud). I'm locked out with no phone, and literally $1350.00 worth of shit is gone. Like that! All because I had to waste my fucking time talking to that douchbag. They all fucking took off on me.
I REALLY hate my life right now. And I don't very much see a light at the end of the tunnel for men right now either.
But I love that the stylist and her friend, whom I had just met that day, were the ones to help me out and walk me home.
It's times like these when you realize who your friends really are. Or at least who the good people are.
Just needed to vent. No pity needed, just venting because I can't sleep. And I'm tired of people disappointing me.
Dude confesses his love for me...we've been bossom buddies for 2 years. Then we are FINALLY really talking about "what's up"...meanwhile, I slept for 2 hours and awoke last minute to be in his music video at 6am Sat. Exhausted. After working 10 hours. Sit on the beach for 3 hours in 42 degree weather (in a t-shirt) with no compensation. Then go to his show....take pics and rock out...he invited another girl to meet up with him? But he "can't date me" because "I would be IT...we'd have to get married." and to top it off...he suddenly doesn't want to ruin our friendship?!
I AM FUCKING SICK OF DUDES TELLING ME THEY CAN MARRY ME AND/OR FATHER MY CHILDREN, BUT CAN'T DATE ME! WHAT THE FUCK?! Did I ask for this shit? I just want a cool dude to date, COME THE FUCK ON!
So when I find out my bag is stolen, all the band dudes ditch me, including *stupid ass (who is supposed to be my closest bud). I'm locked out with no phone, and literally $1350.00 worth of shit is gone. Like that! All because I had to waste my fucking time talking to that douchbag. They all fucking took off on me.
I REALLY hate my life right now. And I don't very much see a light at the end of the tunnel for men right now either.
But I love that the stylist and her friend, whom I had just met that day, were the ones to help me out and walk me home.
It's times like these when you realize who your friends really are. Or at least who the good people are.
Just needed to vent. No pity needed, just venting because I can't sleep. And I'm tired of people disappointing me.