A chronicle of my life starting from June 21,
2002. |
October 14, 2002 I haven't done this in a while, but I'm actually adding to my journal at a decent time, when normal people are awake. I just got back from school. Things have been going pretty swell lately. Classes aren't too demanding, things are mostly laid back. I've got a lot of work to do on the revamp of my friend and I's website, DrisChris.com. Other than that, things around the house are boring. The one thing that really calls any attention is today at lunch. I was sitting where I usually do, amongst my friends at our table. It was nice, good lunch (taco salad things), good conversation, good times, great oldies. My friend across from me mentioned a game we'd played the night before. The Corvette then goes, "Are you guys talking about video games? This is high school." Basically just said we were really immature. I was thrown into defense mode. To make a long story short, she totally blew up at me, accused me of always making fun of her everyday, and just left the table. Things simmered down a bit as everyone murmured amongst themselves. I'd have gone after her to talk, but she went into the women's restroom. A female friend went to talk to her instead. Analyzing the situation, I never say anything about her, good or bad, because I'm afraid she'll hate me. Her claims that I make fun of her everyday are just wild, and I have no idea where she got them. And she'd played video games with us before as well. I really think it was about something else. I think she had a lot of anger and just had to let it out. When the person who went into the restroom to talk to her came back, she said she was just washing her hands over and over again, just really angry. I tried to talk to her in the halls, but she just gave me the cold shoulder. So I spent the next hour writing an essay about how sorry I was. Another female friend said it was probably "that time of the month". Probably so. Well, I'm not going to hold anything personally. I know I probably should have cooled it, too, but I was being pretty defensive at a comment that I thought was pretty unfair and rude. Well, she took my letter and said she'd read it, and there was a lot in there that I kinda wanted to say anyway, so it'll all be well in the end. On a related note, just after getting home, my mother did the same thing. Twilight Zone. Time to wrap things up. Today's recommended listening isn't really serious, just kind of funny. The song is She Hates Me by Puddle of Mudd. Warning, it has some naughty words. Anywho, goodbye. ~ Dris ~ |