Monday, February 11, 2008

I Hate Everything About You.

Joy of joys, can't get enough of the drama in my life. Thursday night was frustrating because at the last minute, Sydney canceled and decided to not go on the trip to the Holocaust museum. I was pretty pissed, because she's always skipping out on me like that. So Kayla went with me instead.

We actually had a really good time on Friday. I feel like Kayla and I reached a new connection level. I mean, she cried at the Vietnam Wall, and I never thought anyone but me would do that among my friends. There was a sweet elderly lady that stopped by me when I did a rubbing of Dewey Allen's name. She asked if I had a name, and when I said yes, she had such a quavering voice as she said, "God bless you, sweetheart, and the sacrifice made."It was so beautiful, and it meant a lot to me. Kayla and I took about a million and a half pictures, which was oodles of fun. XD The museum was really touching for her as well. It was nice sharing that experience with someone. She really cared, which was a good change from all the immature children there.

I was ready to KILL those children. One kid kept jumping in the pool at the WWII memorial, which pissed me off because there were signs and everything. I kind of looked at him and said, "Can't you read?! Stay out of the pool!" Then I told Mrs. Blume. XD I know, it was petty, and I'm probably considered the Senior Snitch, but my Daddy taught me thorough respect for such things as that, and it was simply unacceptable to me. Some boy was whistling the Viagra commercial in the museum too, which was annoying as hell. The biggest thing for me, though, was when we were all crossing the street. An ambulance, with sirens on, was coming down the street. So all the sophomores thought it made perfect sense to run in front of it!!!! It actually had to STOP for a full minute, waiting for all those kids to get across, and they were pretty livid. Kayla, some adult, and I were the only ones who stopped. Man, I would have run them over. That's illegal, not to mention impeding to saving a life.

Saturday night, Kayla, Allie, and I all went ice skating. Allie and Ian broke up (finally), so we were trying to cheer her up. Jonathan, Nate, and LeeAnne (plus her family) were all there too. Yes, I knew, but that's not why I went. I actually had a really good time. It was hilarious to watch Jonathan bust his ass, plus Kayla falling into someone every three seconds. XD If Nathaniel wasn't 13, he'd be really cute with Kayla. Too young though!

Sunday was a big disappointment. I was supposed to go see a movie with Kellie, Kayla, and Sydney. But Kayla got all emotional, babbling about how it's almost Valentine's Day and she's depressed and blah. So she went to go hang out with Lee, and Sydney got angry because I didn't have a car so I couldn't drive myself home. She didn't go to Kellie's at all, just dropped me off. We tried to watch a movie, but things got...bad. I accidentally saved a draft to Jonathan, saying I wanted him to be my first if Kellie and I didn't work out...She found it. I spent half an hour begging her to NOT make me choose, because I made a promise to myself that if I had to choose, I would choose my friends and not her. She finally agreed that I get one more chance. I completely understand - I don't even deserve that. God, I really love her. I lost my promise ring way back and we couldn't find it, but she finally found it at a store on Saturday!! That sucker is back on my finger, and it's like it never left.

What makes me saddest about that text she found is when she said, "And to think I was going to propose to you in four days..." God, I wanted to curl up in a little ball and die....I love her so much, and I want to be with her forever. I've never meant it more. We have our petty arguments, but we've been doing really well lately...

Danielle got kicked out of her house. She is currently living with Kellie. There's no counting how longI cried over that. Last night around 4am, she tried to crawl in bed with Kellie. So Kellie got out of the bed. I swear to God, if she tries that again, I will most certainly have something to say. Don't doubt me for a moment.

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