Rant
I just need to vent and go off and get shit off my chest. I've been posting more on myspace, but dare to make a blog private and everyone gives you grief. I fucking hate RI. I miss my friends in NY. I hate having to consider some of Rich's friends my friends and I have finially come to a point where I really just don't. Last night Rich decides to go out. There is NO reason why I couldn't have gone too, but whatever. He tells me to call people so I'm not here alone and I have something to do. Yeah well he wants me to call his friends. I gotta say, if these people did to me what they are and I didn't meet them through Rich...I gotta tell you they wouldn't be my friends. I got stood up by FOUR FUCKING people last night. I'm fucking sick of getting stuck at home doing absolutly nothing when if I was in NY, I'd be able to make plans with MY FRIENDS. My friends don't blow people off and leave them hanging. They have courdesy and would at least call. I'm fucking ready to move back. I'm sick of getting left behind, all because I don't know anyone. How the fuck am I suppose to make friends with complete strangers? Walk up to people on the street who look nice and ask them if they want to hang out sometime? It's pretty much impossible. When it boils down to it, all this shit happening OVER AND OVER, really makes me miss home. I don't know how much more I can take of this before I break down and tell Rich I'm moving back to NY. I can feel myself getting more and more depressed. I miss my friends. :(