I ended up getting dropped off at home by a friend at 10pm then knocked out for a while. I had the longest dream and it was pretty intense.
It started with me hanging out with friends to seeing this man that, well…got on my bad side back when I was 16 and I ended up releasing some anger in the dream and woke up with my heart racing. I don’t know…
I hope the next time one of my best friends decides to sleep with my brother. They have the guts to tell me the truth. Instead of lying to my face.
I got home from the supermarket and my brother and his girlfriend where arguing. I haven’t seen this happen since he was with his ex.
She ended up going back to San Diego early. She had mentioned Wendy…which I think is bad. Because I know something she doesn’t(or now does) about Wendy and my brother. I feel so bad because I haven’t told her. Should I have told her? I feel like its not my place.
I found out why my friend was crying tonight through my friend Isaiah. It turns out that she was really close to her uncle that recently passed away. She had asked me to help her set up the day of his funeral. She never talked about him. The day of his funeral I said I couldn’t because I had to drive my sister somewhere and partly because she pretty much ignored me(It felt like she did). I feel like such an asshole. It’s really getting to me as well because I had always tried opening up to her and she hardly ever. She just told me I was the friend she could drink with….
Can I just lock myself in my room forever and never be woken up?
I’ve been thinking about not going to school anymore, and just working for a bit. I’m just not taking school seriously. But I still don’t know what to do…
They say “do what makes you happy” but sometimes in order to be happy you have to do stuff that makes you angry, frustrated, and depressed…don’t you?
whenever a certain friend is feeling down I cheer her up and change her mind on the subject that made her upset. But when I feel like doing a certain thing that terrifies me, she just agrees with everything I say. Next time how about cheering me up?
so I woke up late this morning because I went to bed at 3am. I ended up missing this writing lab class, and a (mandatory) meeting to revise a 1st draft of an essay with my English professor.
She ended up calling me when I’m half asleep. I don’t usually pick up restricted calls so I ended the call right away. Then I decided to pick up the second one. She asked me why I didn’t show up then asked me if I think I don’t have to put effort because I got an A on the first essay. I wanted to laugh but I kept it in.
The reason I stayed up so late was because I was trying to write the essay. Now I’m going to show up to class on Monday and I know she’s going to mention me since I am the only student(so far) that didn’t show up to the meeting.
Yes I’m happy for you. You’re dating after you’ve been in a relationship with an asshole for so long. But my god…I kinda get fed up when all you do is text me to talk about them. I’m so jealous…I also feel terrible for feeling like this haha
Even though my friends pissed me off earlier because I thought I was going alone to watch The Perks. I don’t care, I’m just really excited to watch it tonight. Possibly get another copy of the book and get it signed by Stephen Chbosky.
I’d liked to be noticed and missed for once. But…they’d probably think I’m depressed.
You said I was “depressed” because I was quiet, then why not ask me if something was wrong? Or a simple “what’s on your mind?” I would’ve probably told you. It feels like we’ve been drifting apart…and I’m the idiot that thinks about it a lot. While you just do you thing. I’m getting tired of it. What if I stopped caring, I bet you wouldn’t notice.
