boy called me! well, he called me last night when i was sleeping so i didn't get to talk to him until today. blah. but he was out with family and so i suggested that he call me back later when he wasn't so busy and also because i didn't want to interfere with family time. what a nice person i am!
which brings me to the next point... me being nice. i guess, in the long run, that i am just to much of a nice person underneath. i'm willing to give people multiple chances, i bite my tongue and keep from saying exactly what i think in certain situations, and i'm nice to people's faces. thanks mom and dad for giving me such a kind heart. sometimes i just wish i could turn to people and say "____ you always cry about boys being mean to you. well, if you'd stop spreading your legs for them and fucking every boy who looks sideways at you, then maybe you might find a nice one. don't be such a slut." or "____ i don't care about how wonderful your boyfriend is sometimes. he told you that he loves another girl but stays with you. right. cause that is someone you need to be with." or just to tell people to stop being two-faced or when i say hello to people that they need to answer and at least acknowledge that i spoke. i swear, when i go back if i say hello to ______ and she doesn't say anything, i'm calling her out on it. i'm just gonna say "Hey _____. i said hello. you could at least act like you heard me, ok?"
whatever, i know i should just let it go but we aren't little kids in high/middle school anymore and the sooner those girls realize it, the sooner they can grow the hell up. that would be nice. really nice.
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