Tonight we dance, for tomorrow they release the dogs.
Hi, my name is Andrea and I got mad at the world because Lindsey shut me down because I was having a bad day and my AIM was screwed up. Lindsey didn't know my AIM was messed up and I sent her random messages about something that has been slowly picking me apart for quite awhile now. To my dismay, I didn't know that Lindsey was also having a bad day. The difference between me and her is that she is quite blunt with most everything, where as I feel bad about stuff (which isn't a bad thing!). She in turn put up a nasty away message saying that she didn't care about anything or anyone. That's when I got really sad. It made me question my "friends". Of course, Lindsey has been my good friend for awhile, but she really pissed me off. I mean, friends are supposed to help you when you're having a bad day, that's why we have them. Maybe I should call her, but then again, I don't want my head chewed off. I just wish I could talk to somebody, and they would listen. I want my friends to help me through this. I NEED my friends to help me through this.
AHHHH! I (Lindsey) am sick of everything right now. I feel bad because I know I really upset Andrea the other day with my harshness. I guess I do that from time to time with some of my friends. I know their life is just as hard as mine, but I deal with it differently. I love all my friends so much, and I know that they know that. I've been under a lot of stress lately. Between still going to school, and trying to find a beauty school, and trying to find a place to live, and a job, it's just been stressful. Who knows what caused me to blow up at the world the other day when I freaked on Andrea. Maybe it was all the rage I had against Jenn's current sadness, maybe it was some hostility dealing with my freakin retarded English teacher, it definately could have been me thinking about Erik and what a jerk he was to me, or even a sad thought of me missing my friends back in Michigan. Of course I feel really bad about it, but come on people, I was on medication for mood swings. I'm not on it anymore, you have to learn to mesh with me, just as I with you. That's what friendship is. At any rate, I feel bad, but I don't take it back. After all, that's my motto- no regrets, no mistakes. I need my friends at this point in time too, and I can't stand the fact that I'm so upfront and mean about somethings. I don't have the right to chew my friends heads off for talking to me at the wrong time.
We learned it the hard way the first time. We didn't understand how much we appreciated somebody until they left. I almost feel like I was kinda like her. I went so far away, it's almost like I've disappeared as well. If we still talk, even if it's not as much as we should, know that we are still friends, and there's still a place in my memory of you. I'm apathetic about a lot of things, but my friend's feelings and lives will always mean something to me. We all get mad, we all get sad, and happy, and excited, and apathetic as well. We count on each other to be there for us. I want you all to know that I am there for you, but you have to be there for me too. Being my friend is a two sided deal, "there is no such thing as a free lunch."
(I was always one to speak my mind)
(It gets me in trouble more often than not)
(Sorry for any pain I caused you Andrea)
AHHHH! I (Lindsey) am sick of everything right now. I feel bad because I know I really upset Andrea the other day with my harshness. I guess I do that from time to time with some of my friends. I know their life is just as hard as mine, but I deal with it differently. I love all my friends so much, and I know that they know that. I've been under a lot of stress lately. Between still going to school, and trying to find a beauty school, and trying to find a place to live, and a job, it's just been stressful. Who knows what caused me to blow up at the world the other day when I freaked on Andrea. Maybe it was all the rage I had against Jenn's current sadness, maybe it was some hostility dealing with my freakin retarded English teacher, it definately could have been me thinking about Erik and what a jerk he was to me, or even a sad thought of me missing my friends back in Michigan. Of course I feel really bad about it, but come on people, I was on medication for mood swings. I'm not on it anymore, you have to learn to mesh with me, just as I with you. That's what friendship is. At any rate, I feel bad, but I don't take it back. After all, that's my motto- no regrets, no mistakes. I need my friends at this point in time too, and I can't stand the fact that I'm so upfront and mean about somethings. I don't have the right to chew my friends heads off for talking to me at the wrong time.
We learned it the hard way the first time. We didn't understand how much we appreciated somebody until they left. I almost feel like I was kinda like her. I went so far away, it's almost like I've disappeared as well. If we still talk, even if it's not as much as we should, know that we are still friends, and there's still a place in my memory of you. I'm apathetic about a lot of things, but my friend's feelings and lives will always mean something to me. We all get mad, we all get sad, and happy, and excited, and apathetic as well. We count on each other to be there for us. I want you all to know that I am there for you, but you have to be there for me too. Being my friend is a two sided deal, "there is no such thing as a free lunch."
(I was always one to speak my mind)
(It gets me in trouble more often than not)
(Sorry for any pain I caused you Andrea)