The weekend... In full.
So I went home from work friday night feeling horrible. All I wanted to do was pass out and never wake up again. But I got very awake after smoking. So me, Jon, and Mike were all chilin and crap when of course Mike leaves to go hang out with his friends(he never invites us). I was awake and wasn't going to bed anytime soon, So Jon and I watched all the epoisodes of that 80's show. I love that show and it sucks that it was cancelled. Mike came home and we stayed up all night. Everything was good until the sun came up. But that is how it always is. We fought about drugs. He wanted them and I was trying to save them for later. I don't see why he would get mad at me because I buy them. I wanted to save them because they were mine. Anyways we decided that it was a really dumb thing to fight about and he agreed we stopped fighting. Then our party was suppose to happen. My so called friends decided to bail on me and not drive the 30 minutes to my house becasue it was to far. This is billshit for two reasons. I have done it for them and Cariie drove allt he way from Tucson, after working all day. So they are no longer my friends. Most of the people who said they were going to go didn't. Some people who came I wish didn't, but whatever. party ended me and mike were getting along. I almost blurted out the 'i love you' again, then i freaked out and started crying my eyes out. This was the wrong time to do it and now Mike is ignoring me. I tired to get him to come to bed because he kept falling alseep on the couch and he said "no i dont want to be around you". It bothered me and I spent most of my evening puking and crying (I dont think either one of them knew this).Maybe someday me and Mike will get over our issues and be happy all the time. Maybe we won't and we will break up.