wishing i'd died at sixteen...
so, it's been a while since i've updated. but nothing's changed much...
still haven't gotten a job yet. haven't found anything close enough. it really sucks, let me tell you.
molly's pissed at me again. i still don't get it. i mean, i understand why she's pissed, but at the same time, i don't. she thinks i'm trying to steal every fucking guy she's brought over. first there was phoenix. not that i ever actually met him, cause i didn't. but i said something to him that i say to everyone at one point or another (he said something that pissed me off, and i told him to eat my ass), and she took it as me hitting on him. i'm sorry, but i don't see where you get one from the other. and then there was pagan. i don't know what the fuck happened there. there was one night we were all up at the truck stop, and i forget who left first, but i went to give pagan a hug goodbye, and he pulled me into the booth on top of him, and somehow i got blamed for that. wtf. and then there was tom. she swears up and down that she told me that her and him were supposed to get together after he got out of the navy, but i don't remember that. and even so, he's the one that was all over me. he started that shit. not me. him. and now it's bj. just because i talk to him. well, wtf? so i'm not allowed to talk to anyone? what kind of shit is that? i mean, yeah, i've pulled him to the side to talk to him quite a bit, but it was to HER benefit, not mine. all i did was explain to him what was going on in her head. and then she got pissed because he called earlier and i answered the phone and went into the bathroom so i didn't wake her up, plus i really had to pee, and she got pissed. she told me to wake her up when he got here. okay, well, she expected me to do that if he called too, but she didn't say it. i'm sorry, but i don't always put one together with the other. basically, she's getting pissed at me because i supposedly talk to him more than she does. but that's not really my fault. see, this is why i think i'd be better off as a hermit. i mean, really. i try to be friendly, and i get my head chewed on. i try to help, and i get my head chewed on. it really fucking upsets me that she thinks that badly of me. that i would fucking try to get with him when 1. i'm with jeff, and 2. i know they're together, and i like seeing them together, and i've tried my damndest to help them out as far as their relationship. i mean, if they don't want my help/advice, then don't fucking ask for it. i'm getting really fucking sick of people getting pissed at me because i try to do the right thing, or shit that i don't know about, or shit that i have no control over. i mean, i'd really hate to lose her friendship over something so stupid, but maybe i missed something. i don't know. i think i've covered all of it.
why do i wish i'd died at sixteen? well, maybe i wouldn't if people would quit getting pissed at me over stupid shit.
remember this... every time you point your finger at someone, three more point right back at you.
still haven't gotten a job yet. haven't found anything close enough. it really sucks, let me tell you.
molly's pissed at me again. i still don't get it. i mean, i understand why she's pissed, but at the same time, i don't. she thinks i'm trying to steal every fucking guy she's brought over. first there was phoenix. not that i ever actually met him, cause i didn't. but i said something to him that i say to everyone at one point or another (he said something that pissed me off, and i told him to eat my ass), and she took it as me hitting on him. i'm sorry, but i don't see where you get one from the other. and then there was pagan. i don't know what the fuck happened there. there was one night we were all up at the truck stop, and i forget who left first, but i went to give pagan a hug goodbye, and he pulled me into the booth on top of him, and somehow i got blamed for that. wtf. and then there was tom. she swears up and down that she told me that her and him were supposed to get together after he got out of the navy, but i don't remember that. and even so, he's the one that was all over me. he started that shit. not me. him. and now it's bj. just because i talk to him. well, wtf? so i'm not allowed to talk to anyone? what kind of shit is that? i mean, yeah, i've pulled him to the side to talk to him quite a bit, but it was to HER benefit, not mine. all i did was explain to him what was going on in her head. and then she got pissed because he called earlier and i answered the phone and went into the bathroom so i didn't wake her up, plus i really had to pee, and she got pissed. she told me to wake her up when he got here. okay, well, she expected me to do that if he called too, but she didn't say it. i'm sorry, but i don't always put one together with the other. basically, she's getting pissed at me because i supposedly talk to him more than she does. but that's not really my fault. see, this is why i think i'd be better off as a hermit. i mean, really. i try to be friendly, and i get my head chewed on. i try to help, and i get my head chewed on. it really fucking upsets me that she thinks that badly of me. that i would fucking try to get with him when 1. i'm with jeff, and 2. i know they're together, and i like seeing them together, and i've tried my damndest to help them out as far as their relationship. i mean, if they don't want my help/advice, then don't fucking ask for it. i'm getting really fucking sick of people getting pissed at me because i try to do the right thing, or shit that i don't know about, or shit that i have no control over. i mean, i'd really hate to lose her friendship over something so stupid, but maybe i missed something. i don't know. i think i've covered all of it.
why do i wish i'd died at sixteen? well, maybe i wouldn't if people would quit getting pissed at me over stupid shit.
remember this... every time you point your finger at someone, three more point right back at you.