"sorta mad, kinda sad", spoke the ghost of cherry mill
the subject preety much explains it, Im never going to go into detail about stuff on this because this is MY journal, and it would be silly to overly explain stuff to myself. So yesterday was shitty, i worked 9 hours (7am-4pm) then came home and checked who could hang out, practicly no one, so i went to brians work and he said he would call when he got off (6-6:30). He called, i picked him up, i went to his house for the first time in like 2 years, met his sister. Hung out with Mic till 11, went home. Called a few times, didnt get an answer, called another time finally picked up, seemed almost mad, i wasent very jolly either, conversation didnt last long, said might call me, i was hopeing and again disappointed.