Friday, May 03, 2002

Today I had a fight with a friend. I didn't try to start it out as a fight. I was asking her if she was gonna go to the dance with me and some other firends and she flat out said "no". I said it would be fun. "no"
"Why?"
"No."
"I'm asking Why, it's not a yes or no question."
"No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.
No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.
No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.
No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.
No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.
No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No.No."
"CYNTHIA! SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY!"
"Oh, so now I'M BEING ANNOYING?"
"I was JUST ASKING WHY YOU DON'T WANT TO GO!"
"BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO GO TO THE F***ING DANCE!"

And that was it. She walked away. and the She tells her boyfirend what a "bitch" I am. and How I would not leave her alone. IF SHE THINKS OF ME THIS WAY THEN SHE SHOULD COME RIGHT OUT TO MY FACE AND SAY IT. Oh, and her BOYFRIEND. Oh yea, he's a talker. Never. Says. A. Word. He just kinda nods and holds her hand. ugh..... AND HE IS ALL THE GIRL EVER TALKS ABOUT.
EVER.
We will be talking about the most REMOTE thing someone could talk about, then BAM! " Oh, the other Day me an Jason--" EVERY SINGLE DAY! THERE HAS NOT BEEN ONE DAY (or hour) WHEN THE GIRL DOES NOT TALK ABOUT THE BOY! GOD! I've been here friend for a LONG time now, and she's known him for 3 months. HA. HAHAHAHAHA. And yet she still passes me up for him. Thank God Mari and Michele and Dominique