Nearly everyone on Earth cancelled on me today.
Am very mad; particularly at British Chris, who I cancelled other plans of my own to meet up with and told me some BS about being tired. I hate when guys lie. It's like just tell me "We're going out, Casey, to a club where we intend on meeting more than just one girl; thus cannot meet you, who will be alone." Don't give me shit I have to pretend out of politeness to be stupid enough to believe! I'm not going to break from the truth; promise. Don't make me get dressed and then cancel. And above all, DON'T suggest meeting an alternative time when I'm still angry about being dressed up with nowhere to go. This will only throw gasoline on the fire. I'm so pissed; I put so much effort into blowing out my hair! I hate men so much right now.
Michele's party is still on, though. I missed the earlier bus. I got on; and then remembered I did not have my wallet. NICE. So here I am waiting another hour for the next bus. At least I can relax, this party is at the Trailor Park. Jeans and a tank top with rhinestones; exposed bra straps. Do I look white-trashy enough?
I'm so pissed at everyone in the world right now. Particularly the lying men! And if you're going to give me lies, AT LEAST make them believable!
Fucking men!
Well, Michele's party indeed is the place for me right now. A bunch of FIT girls complaining. How much do you love Michele? Honestly, I'm glad in a way I can spend more time at her party. I've missed us all hanging out like we used to.
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