Happy New Year...
New Year's Eve was sad. I had some plans at the beginning of the week, but no. I ended up spending the night at home with my family, in front of the TV and the computer. It was pretty nice, but now afterwards it feels kind of sad. It would definitely have been nicer to spend it with some friends. Too bad they all fucking ditched me!
One of my not-so-close friends asked me early yesterday morning what I was doing for New Year's Eve and I answered that I was staying at home. "Why aren't you coming to Ida's?" he asked. "Um, because no one has told me about it or invited me?" I replied. "Oh, come on. You're always invited," he said. To that I said "I don't feel like going anyways," but what I really wanted to say was "Oh, really?! Well, I don't feel very invited you motherfuckers!" But I didn't. I'm not that kind of person.
One of my not-so-close friends asked me early yesterday morning what I was doing for New Year's Eve and I answered that I was staying at home. "Why aren't you coming to Ida's?" he asked. "Um, because no one has told me about it or invited me?" I replied. "Oh, come on. You're always invited," he said. To that I said "I don't feel like going anyways," but what I really wanted to say was "Oh, really?! Well, I don't feel very invited you motherfuckers!" But I didn't. I'm not that kind of person.