You are hauled into the police station in your bridesmaid dress. Sobbing all alone in the lobby, while you wait for your parents to come from 45 minutes away to pick you up. It might be worse if the secretary on duty, plays on the internet instead of maybe asking if you are ok. My job description did not say babysitter. Yet, this is the second person I've had to watch cry in the lobby. The sergeant picked this chick up drunk, walking down the street. He says her friends left her. After paying all that money for a bridesmaid's dress? Which BTW, is tiffany blue, with black buttons down the back, and a silk black sash, it's sooo cute! I'd never talk to my friends again. Betches.....
Speaking of betches, I got another letter from CP from rehab. I think he is on the step where you tell the truth to make yourself feel better, and make those you lied to feel even more like shit for trusting you. I don't have much to say about it, cus we really weren't together since last October. We were just friends.
Turns out, he stole more than he told me about. He dated two chicks he never told me about. I think it bothers me cus he professed his every-lasting love for me while steadily seeing other people. I never said I still loved him. I told him quite the opposite. But I still never told him about someone still being in the picture. I think I selfishly liked the attention. Sue me. Not to mention, the thing with someone is probably not going anywhere anyhow. He really wants to see me. But, I'm not ready for that just yet. He doesn't deserve to see me. (this is where you say I'm totally right)
Well, last night I went to the bar with Kat. There is a boy I think is cute that is there, and he is newly single. Single=good.
This is the billionth time I've had to buy food for me and my brother. Today I told him "I don't have the money to keep buying food, so make it last" I think he just assumes my Mom sends me money every week or something. Does he really have no concept of how much food he eats, and how much it costs? Seriously?
Then, he complains because I had ground turkey and no beef, and how it has no flavor. I mean, if I was staying somewhere for free, where everything was given to me, and someone picked up after me, bought my food, prescriptions, toted me around, while they worked two jobs and were never home, would I really have the balls to complain that the meat provided for me was of the wrong species?