That is, I love my friends when they don't ignore me and treat me like crap for no good reason.. but that's a moot point.
Vanessa called this morning around 10am (I woke up like 20 seconds before the phone rang), and asked if I wanted to come with her to the shithole to help her move out some of her last stuff. Within 20 minutes I was up and out and on my way over there. We saw Kim and family moving her stuff while we were there, but she didn't really so much as give either of us the time of day. I also wonder where Jon was, because he wasn't there helping her move, and hasn't answered my phone calls or text messages in about 4 days. I hope he's ok... I give up, really. You'd think she'd be civil after my two attempts at reconciliation and an offer for an awesome pre-internship at my school... and I really thought Jon and I were ok now... but... I digress.
After cleaning out what's left at the old place, Vanessa (
It was really nice and refreshing being able to hang out with Vanessa- she's got a good head on her shoulders and has no problem understanding where I'm coming from in a lot of situations. I am very lucky to have her as a friend and I plan on keeping her for a long time. :) I LOVE HER!!
Hooray for my life being in order.
July 30 2005, 19:45:06 UTC 6 years ago