2003-05-06 - 10:27 a.m.

There's this thing that irks the shit out of me and I have been sitting here thinking about it for about 20 minutes (mostly while I was on the phone with my dear friend %%diary-oddly-enough%%) and I have to get it out. I'm not going to post it as a reply in her other journal, because it's not my place to get in the middle.

When someone asks for the truth-about damn near anything-what they really want is a watered down, less filling version of the truth. They don't really want to hear that their ass looks huge in those jeans or that yeah, that zit on their cheek really IS noticeable. If someone wants you to open up and say how you are feeling, then they should be prepared for it. They are fucking asking for it!!

Dramamine has taken offense to something she had no reason to take offense to, unless of course (as Katielou pointed out) she has something to feel guilty about. Furthermore, for someone who said she didn't see it getting serious with the P squared, she's now standing in his corner, rubbing his shoulders and giving him water to swish and spit into the can.

She said that KL wasn't "open to meeting new people" which is a crock of shit. KL just isn't into meeting people in the places that Dramamine is. Honestly, can you picture a gal who loves to swing dance and hang out with mohawked guys who wear more ink than a mortgage contract meeting (and *gasp* finding the man of her dreams) at a suburban sports bar? REALLY? I didn't think so.

I'm sad that my friend is hurting, and I'm angry that she is having to deal with crap from 2 friends instead of just one. Maybe it's a good thing that I sucked at being a matchmaker and had such a weird twist of friends...I don't think I could take it if I got caught in the middle of that.

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