Beautifully Tragic
I really don't think it's possible for me to be any more pissed off at someone than I am right now. I didn't really think I could ever be so disappointed, hurt, and angry at her but now I've been proven wrong ten fold.
Tonight was my sister's bachelorette party. It was amazing. We went to a strip club, saw naked boys and just had a great time. Jackie and Jenny wanted to come, and they did, and they were completely welcome. Jenny was, of course, trashed which has been her pretty much permanent state of being since she entered college last fall. Jackie was absolutely fine. Jackie, I don't want you to think any of this pissed off ness is at you, you were great and always are! But Jenny...holy shit. She was drunk at the strip club, which I was already iffy about seeing as she's 19...nowhere near 21. But that's besides the point. So we're leaving, and we had to pry her away from these guys whom she'd just met, but of course, she couldn't leave until she got their number. Because, being Jenny, she just had to. We leave, and we get to my sister's house and we're dropping people off seeing as I'm the DD and Jenny gets out of Jackie's car to go hang out with my sister....pissed off right away. Maybe it's childish and stupid but it just pisses me off when people do that stuff. I just hate it a lot. Especially when we'd planned for Jackie, Jenny and I to all hang out. I understand Jackie bowing out because she had to work. Completely feasable. But Jenny bailing to hang out with my sister?! Anyways. So I wasn't really pissed then, just miffed. We go home and I had called my sister to make sure that Jenny left with either Jackie or I, not with any guys. But of course, Jenny being Jenny, she calls Strip Club guy and ends up going home with him. That is after I showed up telling her that she was being stupid and to get out of the car and let me take her home. But no. Drunken, whorish Jenny had to go with the guy. She also had to lie to me telling me she was going to her house, then say she wasn't going home, then say she was again. That was after she'd promised she wouldn't go home with anybody but Jackie or I. Promise successfully broken. So I told her to call me in 15 minutes from her home landline or I was calling her dad...that was it. I'm sick of her doing this especially after she'd said how stupid she knows she's being. So I'm sitting in front of her house and I call her. "We're taking Coral home" who is a friend of my sister's. Okay...I'll give her 20 minutes to get home from there. I call her again. "We're on my way" meanwhile I'm sitting in front of her house waiting for her because I know how she can be. They finally get there and she calls, telling me that she's not staying home, that she's staying with Coral. So I call Coral. Nope, she's not staying with her. I called Jenny. "Well I don't know where I'm staying, probably at home but we're just going to hang out at least." So fuck it. I went home. Jenny can screw whoever the hell she wants and reap the consequences. I'm trying to be the nice, caring friend for a girl that I've considered one of my best friends and one of my sisters (along with Jackie, Katie and Kate) and she's lied to me more times in an hour than I care to think of. So go ahead Jenny. Do whatever the hell you want. I won't be there trying to protect you or bailing you out of whatever mess you've gotten yourself into. You're on your own. I'm not one you lie to or treat like shit. If she were still drunk, I wouldn't be as pissed, but she's sober. And she's still doing this. So fuck it.
You know, after the strip club ended, I said that this'd be an amazing entry about how wonderful a time I had there, watching the men of Playgirll, dancing with them, and tipping them in the special stripper fashion. I was going to write about how I had so much fun and how hilarious it was to watch my mother get a lapdance. But oh well.
Maybe I'm over reacting. Right now, I really don't care. This is just stupid. And I'm sick of it. So now I get to attempt to go to sleep while I'm making myself sick worrying about her even though I really shouldn't be. I should be pissed as all hell and not caring what happens to her. But I'm not. Because no matter how much I wish I could act like that, it's just not me. So while I just gave Alex her home number and I'm pretty sure that he just called her dad, which he just confirmed, I'm going to try to sleep. Seeing as I have 4 hours until I have to be awake again...whatever.
~Joey~
Tonight was my sister's bachelorette party. It was amazing. We went to a strip club, saw naked boys and just had a great time. Jackie and Jenny wanted to come, and they did, and they were completely welcome. Jenny was, of course, trashed which has been her pretty much permanent state of being since she entered college last fall. Jackie was absolutely fine. Jackie, I don't want you to think any of this pissed off ness is at you, you were great and always are! But Jenny...holy shit. She was drunk at the strip club, which I was already iffy about seeing as she's 19...nowhere near 21. But that's besides the point. So we're leaving, and we had to pry her away from these guys whom she'd just met, but of course, she couldn't leave until she got their number. Because, being Jenny, she just had to. We leave, and we get to my sister's house and we're dropping people off seeing as I'm the DD and Jenny gets out of Jackie's car to go hang out with my sister....pissed off right away. Maybe it's childish and stupid but it just pisses me off when people do that stuff. I just hate it a lot. Especially when we'd planned for Jackie, Jenny and I to all hang out. I understand Jackie bowing out because she had to work. Completely feasable. But Jenny bailing to hang out with my sister?! Anyways. So I wasn't really pissed then, just miffed. We go home and I had called my sister to make sure that Jenny left with either Jackie or I, not with any guys. But of course, Jenny being Jenny, she calls Strip Club guy and ends up going home with him. That is after I showed up telling her that she was being stupid and to get out of the car and let me take her home. But no. Drunken, whorish Jenny had to go with the guy. She also had to lie to me telling me she was going to her house, then say she wasn't going home, then say she was again. That was after she'd promised she wouldn't go home with anybody but Jackie or I. Promise successfully broken. So I told her to call me in 15 minutes from her home landline or I was calling her dad...that was it. I'm sick of her doing this especially after she'd said how stupid she knows she's being. So I'm sitting in front of her house and I call her. "We're taking Coral home" who is a friend of my sister's. Okay...I'll give her 20 minutes to get home from there. I call her again. "We're on my way" meanwhile I'm sitting in front of her house waiting for her because I know how she can be. They finally get there and she calls, telling me that she's not staying home, that she's staying with Coral. So I call Coral. Nope, she's not staying with her. I called Jenny. "Well I don't know where I'm staying, probably at home but we're just going to hang out at least." So fuck it. I went home. Jenny can screw whoever the hell she wants and reap the consequences. I'm trying to be the nice, caring friend for a girl that I've considered one of my best friends and one of my sisters (along with Jackie, Katie and Kate) and she's lied to me more times in an hour than I care to think of. So go ahead Jenny. Do whatever the hell you want. I won't be there trying to protect you or bailing you out of whatever mess you've gotten yourself into. You're on your own. I'm not one you lie to or treat like shit. If she were still drunk, I wouldn't be as pissed, but she's sober. And she's still doing this. So fuck it.
You know, after the strip club ended, I said that this'd be an amazing entry about how wonderful a time I had there, watching the men of Playgirll, dancing with them, and tipping them in the special stripper fashion. I was going to write about how I had so much fun and how hilarious it was to watch my mother get a lapdance. But oh well.
Maybe I'm over reacting. Right now, I really don't care. This is just stupid. And I'm sick of it. So now I get to attempt to go to sleep while I'm making myself sick worrying about her even though I really shouldn't be. I should be pissed as all hell and not caring what happens to her. But I'm not. Because no matter how much I wish I could act like that, it's just not me. So while I just gave Alex her home number and I'm pretty sure that he just called her dad, which he just confirmed, I'm going to try to sleep. Seeing as I have 4 hours until I have to be awake again...whatever.
~Joey~