argh. it’s not even 7 in the morning and already I find myself glued to the laptop, checking out (you got it in one!) facebook.
we were talking about addictions last week, and someone said to me, that they easily become addicted to things, and began listing them, alcohol, cigarettes, sweets, people…. i think being addicted to a person, borderlines on stalking….but I’m not overly sure if I’m correct. perhaps it’s something I should look into. maybe, or probably not.
I was in a foul mood yesterday. It sucked majorly.
People did nothing but piss me off, it was raining and cold, my trains were delayed, despite leaving work on time, I still didn’t get home until gone 7.
One of my close friends seems to not be talking to me, and I suspect it was because I didn’t go with them a few weeks back. despite texting, no response. Now I’m the nicest person possible (unless you royally piss me off), I always give second chances etc. Like that time when I invited all my girly school friends to my house for a sleep over, and they all said they were coming, and I spent a load of money (well it was a load of money back then) on snacks, and DVD’s etc, and none of them turned up, didn’t even tell me they couldn’t make it, until the Monday (a bit too late by then don’t you think??) They had all decided to go somewhere else instead. How nice of them. Yet time and time of this happening all over again and again (you’d think I’ve learned my lesson by now….) they continued to do it, and I continued to let them, and remained friends. Always doing what they wanted, never complaining etc.
Just for once, I would like someone to show me the friendship that I have shown others. Let it be consistent. just for once in my god damn life.
I should be greatful, I should. I have a lovely family, who, although a bit bonkers and mad, are ok really. I have a lovely boyfriend, who thinks the world of me, although I’m not sure why….
but I seem to choose friends who are good friends, up until a time it suits them. I respect that everyone gets busy and has their own lives to lead, but really, is it that hard to show a common courtesy to a friend, by responding to a message, or getting back to them when they’ve called you to invite you out?
Perhaps I’m just a needy friend, and perhaps I’m too nice…perhaps.
Maybe one day I’ll break the habit, although I have been saying this for close on 4 years now, and I still haven’t managed it. well sort of. I’ve learnt to say no (but always feel guilty afterwards, so maybe it doesn’t count…)
anyhoo – enough of the moaning, and moping.
I have a new book to read. Tis called ironside by Holly Black. It’s the second part of a series, and I’m really looking forward to reading it. I bought it when I was on my first ever date with Daniel, just haven’t got round to reading it. I think it’ll be done by the weekend.
right, guess I’d better start getting dressed, otherwise, I’ll miss my train. bet it’ll be delayed anyways. it always is from my station. delayed and packed. bloody south eastern trains.
Posted by becca on November 20th, 2007 :: Filed under Uncategorized