Grad Parties
I hung out with my brother tonight. I am so glad I didn't go to Spens's. We had so much fun and it reminded me that I enjoy spending time with him. The only thing that has me down is that yesterday Davie and I were supposed to go have coffee. I was about to head home and get all "gussied" up for our "meeting" since it wasn't gonna be a date. He texted me with what I consider a bullshit excuse saying he had chores around the house and a doctor's appointment. I'm not stupid. I've used that excuse myself with guys I wasn't interested in. It just sucks to be on the receiving end. I wonder if those guys I turned down knew what I really meant. I hope they didn't because knowing hurts alot. You feel so inadequate and I sat there wondering what was wrong with me. But not for long. I had my wonderful friend Laura there to be with me and just chatting with her made me feel a whole lot better. It's Davie's loss not mine. I just wish we didn't have to give each other lame excuses. But I suppose outright saying "I think you are gross and I never want to go on a date with you" might be a little more painful than "I have chores to do and a doctor's appointment." So maybe there is a reason why we make up excuses-to spare each other more pain and hurt. Tomorrow my brother and I are going to more grad parties together. I love them only I really need to exercise to burn off ALL this food.