sometimes i just need my space.
there are times when i just want to be able to go to my room and crash.
i don't want to have to deal with kicking people out or anything.
i want to come home, be alone, and relax.
the one thing that really pisses me off is when people will not leave.
sometimes i will let it slide, and sometimes it's ok.
i will let certain people in my space -- my boyfriend, katie (sometimes), etc.
but only at certain times -- when i'm drunk, at certain times of the day..
tonight was not one of those times.
when i come home from a party, i do not want to:
A) sign someone in who didn't have to be here in the 1st place
B) have to deal with that person
C) have to almost yell at everyone to get them out.
and the worst part is: katie was sound asleep through the whole thing.
yeah, she just comes in the room, gets in bed with grant, and falls the fuck asleep.
i had told her to help me, you know, be on my side so that i don't have to be stuck sleeping with this dude.
BUT NO. she falls right asleep, not caring at all about anyone but herself.
honestly, i hope she reads this, just to understand from someone elses perspective.
i've never wanted to hurt her so badly than tonight.
just, my god, c'mon. really? i ASKED you to have my back, dude.
whatever.
i should be hearing from Wesley tomorrow.
and i looked skanky today.
and i'm going to Fayetteville for Thanksgiving.
and me and my mom are on good terms.
and i'm keeping up on my homework (better than i was before).
so i guess besides the fact that sometimes my best friend is a selfish whore..
life is pretty good.