Its hard to be a friend.
Sometimes I wonder why my life has to be this hard. I go to school during the week, go to work on the weekends, I make plans with people and stick to them if I can. I know my firends want me to hang out with them, but they have to understand that Im a busy person. I want to hang out as well, and thats why we set up our local friday night meetings at my house. and also, whats wrong with spending some time with my sister? I enjoy her company. we have a good time, shes fun to hang out with...I want to kill her sometimes, but most of the time, shes a riot.
back to the point. I dont see why people should get mad at me because I told someone I couldnt make it to someplace YESTERDAY because I Had to work, and made plans to see alpha dog with my sis after because I knew the poker game wasnt going on. but then I get a call on my phone saying hey, everyones meeting up at this resteraunt after, you should come, fuck your other plans, we're more important..
thats all I have to say...
Im going to hide behind a rock.
back to the point. I dont see why people should get mad at me because I told someone I couldnt make it to someplace YESTERDAY because I Had to work, and made plans to see alpha dog with my sis after because I knew the poker game wasnt going on. but then I get a call on my phone saying hey, everyones meeting up at this resteraunt after, you should come, fuck your other plans, we're more important..
thats all I have to say...
Im going to hide behind a rock.