3/12/11

3/12/11

Hey Rita!
Happy Saturday!  It's such a beautiful day, I should be at the beach or something.  Nope, at home.  I was supposed to go to a Panther's game with Erica and Justin tonight but since I'm mad at Erica, I'm not going.  Like I was telling you on Facebook chat, she was in a lot of pain last night and no one in her family would take her to the ER.  Go fuckin' figure, I offer to take her, rush my friend out of her house to take me home, and five minutes from home, Erica says her sister is taking her, and that I can't drive.  Well, of course I can't.  No one lets me practice.  And true, I'm not really supposed to drive alone, but unless I'm driving bad or breaking speed limits, I doubt I'd get pulled over on a short drive.  What really gets me is I rushed Leanne out for this.  It probably wouldn't have bugged me so much though if I wasn't already frustrated with her.  She sent me a text today but I haven't answered.  *Shrug*. When she gets the whole being with her boyfriend all the time thing out of her way, maybe I'll talk to her again.  I'm hesitant on saying anything cuz I don't want Justin to break up with her over something like that.  He's going to hurt her, I know that.  But I refuse to let it be because of something I say about her ditching me for him all the time.  A friend of mine who shall remain nameless (in case anyone happens to read this) says she only gives Erica and Justin a week.  She said she would explain later.  So, there's another reason I don't want to say anything.  Suppose I tell her how I feel, then a week later or whatever, he breaks up with her.  I can just see myself getting blamed.  I just realized how stupid I sound, as well as cynical about conspiracy theories.  Oops.

Love,
Star