the aftermath
So, it's been established that I'm psychic, right? Or, at least, that I have an uncanny ability to predict the outcome of some events. The reason I say this is that, just as I morosely posited this morning, just after I phoned Amber in tears and basically called in the 'anything' of best-friendship, Ramil called and said his phone hadn't made any noise for all the (28) times I called him, and that he was on the way.
We ended up not being too late, and we weren't the only ones, so it wasn't too too bad.
Poor Amber, though, she couldn't go back to sleep! I felt really really really bad about that. I'm getting her more consumermas pressies as a thanks. Or maybe just some cold hard cash - I'll let her pick.
There was a Group thing tonight; Ramil and I only made it to the Dennys part; the other bit was bowling. Amber and C weren't there: C was studying for finals, and I couldn't get a hold of Amber. Those old people at that party must have gotten her drunk or something.
Now I'm at home by myself. No one else is here tonight. I could have been a bad girl and had my boyfriend stay over, but I'm not. I wanted Amber to come over, like after the Group thinger, but she never called me back. Oh well. I'll call her after work tomorrow and we'll chat.
It's really cold, like 38F. Cars are frosting over. I'm so glad I live somewhere it doesn't do the NEGATIVE temperature. Fuck that shit.
I'm tired, but kinda scared to go to sleep. Just because I'm all alone. I left a couple of lights on, though, because I know myself well enough to know that I'd be fucking terrified if there was some noise, and no light.
I'm going to go read my messages and my friends page.
Ciao, dahlings!
PS: Lyddie-lala, remind me to go to the post office so you can get your pressies!
We ended up not being too late, and we weren't the only ones, so it wasn't too too bad.
Poor Amber, though, she couldn't go back to sleep! I felt really really really bad about that. I'm getting her more consumermas pressies as a thanks. Or maybe just some cold hard cash - I'll let her pick.
There was a Group thing tonight; Ramil and I only made it to the Dennys part; the other bit was bowling. Amber and C weren't there: C was studying for finals, and I couldn't get a hold of Amber. Those old people at that party must have gotten her drunk or something.
Now I'm at home by myself. No one else is here tonight. I could have been a bad girl and had my boyfriend stay over, but I'm not. I wanted Amber to come over, like after the Group thinger, but she never called me back. Oh well. I'll call her after work tomorrow and we'll chat.
It's really cold, like 38F. Cars are frosting over. I'm so glad I live somewhere it doesn't do the NEGATIVE temperature. Fuck that shit.
I'm tired, but kinda scared to go to sleep. Just because I'm all alone. I left a couple of lights on, though, because I know myself well enough to know that I'd be fucking terrified if there was some noise, and no light.
I'm going to go read my messages and my friends page.
Ciao, dahlings!
PS: Lyddie-lala, remind me to go to the post office so you can get your pressies!