night
One disappointment after another. Let me tell you. I stayed home to give out candy, and that was really funny. Tistel came home like two hours early from work. My Dad wore camouflage, and he stood next to the tree and scared the living daylights out of children. It was so funny. Then, after waiting until 8:30pm for Mark to show up, he never did, I went inside and watched a dvd. Then the phone rings. I make Tistel pick it up, and it's Stan. He asks me where Chick lives so he can beat the living shit our of him with Pat, Mikey... and a lot of people. I told him I forgot, then I got online and I talked to him. The little shit has to always start shit. One day everyone is going to get pissed and drive there. I'll be with them too. Keep fucking with them, I won't protect your bitch ass forever. So then we talked, and then I saw Mark was online. We talked too, and now he doesn't have a ride home. Sometimes I wonder if he ever thinks ahead. This is why I do make the plans. I make sure we have rides both ways before doing stuff. This is what was supposed to happen: He was supposed to go out with Paul, then walk down here. And he was supposed to watch movies with us, then Tistel would take him home. What happened instead? He walked around, then went over Paul's house where his sister got mad at him and wouldn't give Mark a ride home. Mark has no ride home and has to wait until his Mom gets home to give him a ride. Yeah, let me tell you. Then something else pissed me off, but that's a private entry. So, my night was really weird. Good in the beginning, then really frustrating. I wish when we made plans things actually worked out. But no. My life doesn't work like that. This is bullshit. I'm going to bed.