Sometimes I don't have anything to say

Sometimes I just don't want to say it out loud

Friday, September 10, 2010

She's Got the Whataburger Blues

I'm not sure how I've been feeling lately. I know I'm a little stressed and I get irritated and angry really easily lately, but that's not what I'm talking about.
Crazy Lady moved in with us and now so is Stockboy. Rent will be split four ways and in a few weeks I can quit Whataburger. This isn't the main issue either. Crazy Lady is fine and obviously I like Stockboy, but I feel like this has thrown everything off. I never see Bestie now. I didn't see her all the time before, but at least we could sit around together occasionally. They either go out a bunch or they're shut up in Bestie's room and I feel like I can't go in there without suddenly being pressured to do some kind of drug. I have nothing against anyone who does drugs, but I feel like I should be allowed to say no in my own house.
I just think it's crazy that the first time I've felt pressured to do drugs is by an adult that should the one telling me not to do them. I just want to spend time with my best friend without someone saying, "come on, try it, just this once."
I miss her.
And I'm irritated because suddenly she's secretive or something. And her room is locked all the time. We share things, and suddenly I can't borrow anything or get to the things of mine she's borrowed. I don't care if she borrows my clothes, jewelry, makeup etc, but I would like to be able to get to it if I want to wear it.
I just feel like I've lost my best friend and I have no one to talk to about everything. I have some great friends at school and I have Stockboy...but I don't want to talk to them about EVERYTHING. There are some things you can only tell your best friend.

Side note.
The Princess of Family Dollar is driving everyone crazy. She's so nice and sweet, but she just doesn't work. And no one wants to yell at her. Well, she's starting to wear me down and if she does it again when I work with her next, I may just have to yell.
And Whataburger. Gah. It was going okay, but I'm starting to get really frustrated again. The people there, aside from maybe three, make me so mad and I just want to punch them. I can't wait until I can quit.

I got a new tattoo. It's badass and makes me happy.
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:Poetic Moment:
I want to sleep
And wake up to find
A land where
Money means nothing

:Quote:
I miss you when something really good happens
Because you're the only one I want to share it with

:Picture:

2 comments:

  1. I don't lock my room, there's no need to. It's crazy lady, and trust me she's driving me crazy. I hate sharing everything with someone who takes everything to the extreme. I'm getting fed up tho I started being a bitch the other night and i'll prob explode soon.... bleh. i miss u too. i liked it when it was just us to living here

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  2. I figured you weren't the one locking the door.
    I wish we could have the rent split four ways without the extra nonsense.
    She needs to get a job so she's not so bored all day. I hate that she drags you around everywhere. I want to see you more and the only time we're both home is at night when she wants to go out all the time.
    And I think we need to rethink having a cat. At least until I can quit whataburger. I don't think she gets enough attention and that's why she shits behind the couch. Just a thought.

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