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Hugz...Or Lack Of.. So I went out driving today....I really hate his fucking car...I'm used to driving a big ass truck, and here I am in this little teensy car...It freaks me out too because when I'm pushing on my brake and he pushes his, all of a sudden my brake pedal goes to the floor. Creepy...But anyways. The kid I was driving with is a little fucking wimp when it comes to back up and shit, and he ran over a curb. Several times. I almost ran a stop sign. *ALMOST*! Because I was parked on a huge hill and had to accelerate to get over it, and then it drops and like 5 feet after it drops there's a stop sign. But here's the trick, it's behind a tree. So oh well. I don't care what the kid thinks of me. Plus, i was going 25 IN a 25 zone and I was told I was speeding...Huh? I was also told I have a lead foot. HOWEVER, that's not my fault, because I drive cars with very tight gas and brake pedals. So there. Um...What else...Oh, yeah! I had to make lane changes, and the other kid didn't. I also had to turn LEFT on a VERY busy street, and the other kid didn't. What the fuck?! I don't care, it just made me a little mad. So anyway, I got a loveseat for my room! Although my room isn;t compeltely clean yet...I'll try to get pictures of my room up later, not tonight though. I won't have time. Britt called me! She called! Ehehehehehe! Unfortunately I had to go since the driving car pulled in the driveway, but I talked for like 20 minutes or so. Just about a bunch of shit. She was supposed to be home when I got back but she wasn't. Oh well. So I'm feeling a bit better. Although I am feeling better, I turn on the radio or the TV or look out the window and I see all these happy people, and it fucking rips me apart. And it's not cause they're happy...It's because they have a significant other with them...and THAT's why they're happy! It bothers me...I don't know why it bothers me...Oh wait, I do. Because I don't have anyone. I don't even care if they live on the other side of the world, you know that? That's how pathetic I am. Just someone that I can talk to (that I *know* isn't like some psycho, horny 80 year old) and that I can have a good time with, even if it is over the internet. I know, pathetic. I just want to feel LOVED. *sigh* My family calls and my mom when she hangs up always says that she loves me, but in like this pathetic tone. My dad hangs up without saying it unless I can say it before he hangs up. My grandparents don't say it. It sucks. I NEED A HUG! *pouts* \m/ |