September 2, 2005
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It’s the first night of a very long weekend. Everyone has left for home or a friend’s house to celebrate Labor Day weekend. I do have a lot to do these next couple of days – catch up with homework, work at the barn, many loads of laundry… but still, there is no one to hang out with. Logan & Co. are still in town like always, but I’m sure if I even thought twice about hanging out with them by myself, someone would get mad at me for a reason they themselves made up.
I am getting sick of all the lies. I am pretty damn sure that she doesn’t read this, but I am still not going to mention her name. She is totally forgetting about any morals or values she might have had in the past, and letting herself run into the arms of someone that she shouldn’t be running to. I don’t understand it, and I’m not sure I ever will. If I had a boyfriend that I was supposed to marry, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be flirting/holding hands/sleeping over at his apartment… with someone else that, behind his back, claim he will never have a chance. Pfft. Uh huh. He has a huge chance, and she is letting him. She talks so much smack, but when it comes to it – she won’t say or do anything about it. She is acting like a big, huge whore. I saw it with my own two eyes two nights in a row. But she’s an adult and should know what she is doing. Fuck that. She can screw up her own life. I’m not sure if her and I can be “friends” ever again… if we ever were in the beginning, considering all she does is talk about people behind their backs.
I have watched so much news coverage about Hurricane Katrina, and I cried about it one night. It is so sad. It is hard to imagine what is going on, but at the same time I feel bad for all of the people who are going through it. I want to help, but the only way I can think of is to give money. I guess every little thing helps. I don’t know.
I am tired. This week has been long and stressful for multiple reasons. I wish my AIM was working. I want to go home.
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Comments (5)
I hate seeing people do stupid things like that, and not being able to do anything about it. It’s disappointing, but they’ll learn from it. I’ve actually been avoiding watching the coverage of Hurricane Katrina- I got teary, decided to donate money, then decided that I couldn’t watch it anymore. It’s so scary and sad.
ryc- lol that was cute. If I knew any advice, I’d share, but it doesn’t happen that frequently for me. I think this time was a fluke
I hope your weekend is great and you find something to do! I know how boring long weekends can be at school if everyone leaves.
Christi
aww kate.. *hug* … dont worry about anybody. just do whatever makes you happy. and dont let ur whorey “friend” get to you.. but maybe you should just ignore that aspect of it & confront her to see why she’s getting mad at you for stupid stuff…
on another note, i went to my first college party last night. interesting…
miss you & love you! <3
I’m getting pissed off about girls who act like whores too. It’s like they surround me at this school this year…and the gossip about them just makes it seem even bigger. Can William Woods university be fumigated for sluts, whores, tricks, bitches, fairweather friends, and snobs, so that the decent girls are the only girls left? That would certainly make life easier.
Hey Hot stuff. Nah…that story wasn’t real. Don’t ya love a creative mind. Do you remember a Brian Pelzel from Andrean freshman year?? Girl, I have a story to tell you then. Well, I love you tons girlie and I’m sorry I didn’t call back. Maybe I’ll drunk dial you if I drink tonight and entertain ya! MWAH
<3,
Michelle
Sending you hugs.