luamour

Is it just me or is it completely wrong that my so-called friend was a complete asshole last night? How so? Well, I spent 45 minutes digging my car out of one snow pile, got to my place, slid into another, so my car was in the middle of the road, with its front end in snow. Was stuck. Totally. I was already cold and my clothes wet from the previous dig-out. I called him. Answered all pissed off. It was two in the morning, but I wouldn't call if I didn't consider it an emergency. He only bitched at me about how I was calling in the middle of the night and that he had no idea what to do. Yeah, thanks. Asshole. I was just wanting suggestions, not my head bitten off. Prick.

I find it a little sad that the kindness of a random stranger that happened across me last night far out shined that of someone who once said they loved me more than anything. Sad that he couldn't even offer a helpful suggestion on how I could get the car out myself, or even look up a phone number for me to call for help. Sad that this random girl crawled around under my car in the snow piles with me for two hours with shovels, digging my car out. And he could do nothing but yell at me.

I don't know why I even attempt to keep up this friendship. Not that its even close to being that. Especially after all the times I dropped everything to help him out in the past. Because that's what I do for friends and people I care about, I go out of my fucking way to help them when they need it. Maybe I'm just a better person and there is no hope for him.

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Otherwise its an incredible adventure to get to classes. Getting across campus consists of climbing over snow piles in the middle of sidewalks, and through the icy branches of fallen trees, also in the middle of the sidewalk. But no really, I do love it, its amusing. I'm dropping my Design class. I'm getting a new job. I'm actually passing classes this semester.

I'm rocking out to Sugarcult at the moment. And I love it.

And this makes me smile.