Pizza, 178 and Seaweed

[supremelead]

So, NOTHING went as planned yesterday. The plan I had, at least in my head was to pick up Mandi from work around 4ish, head to the beach, hang out with her, Lulu and a couple other girls for a while, possibly bump into NSYNC and then go meet up with Doug for dinner. Then I was gonna pick up Hazel around 9:30ish and go to Nelson's show

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[omfgitslourdes]

We need to talk. I never said I was cool about shit. And I think its ridiiculous that you're calling it high school bull shit when you know its so much fucking bigger than that. Don't try and make this about you. You fucked up with me... you know how I am....I'm trying to be nice and then you say you're leaving Amanda stranded? No dude...thats not how it works. And the fact that you said you "were a friend" and called back is BS because I heard that message and it just sounded like you were trying to sound cool in front of whoever you were sitting with.

If you want this to work, it needs to be a deal. You can't just expect things to go back to normal in .2 seconds after all this went down. I'm sorry...I wish I could not care and just let things slide but unfortunately, I can't.

We can either try and make this work...slowly... or not. Up to you.

[supremelead]

If you weren't cool with it, you should've said something and I didn't say I was leaving Amanda stranded, I just said that if neither of you picked up your phones, then she may not have a ride home because I told her I would pick her up if she needed me to, and I was alone when I said that so I wasn't trying to be cool for anyone. I don't need to be anything but myself for people to like me.

I do want it to work but it has to be 50/50. We have to meet somewhere in the middle. That's the agreement Mandi and I made .0002 seconds after this all happened. At least Mandi's trying to be sensitive to my feelings cuz this isn't a walk in the park and a jump over a puddle to get over. It's hard and it takes work and support. I don't even know why you're acting like this. I didn't do anything to you. I think you're just being dramatic and excessively critical, as usual.

[omfgitslourdes]

I'm not Amanda. I don't get over being lied to easily. I let shit slide one too many times and I've paid for it. Now I'm stubborn. My fault, I know. I'm just cautious with who I trust and who I let regain my trust. I don't think you understand how I feel. I don't think you know how much you saying what you said actually hurt because I let you back in after you did this. I just don't know how easy its gonna be for me to just say Hey! and not be scared that you're gonna fuck me over or that if I try and help, you're not gonna backlash.

And about being dramatic? I'm not. I wish you would step in my shoes for a minute and then critize. I'm not saying that I'm a saint because I know I'm not, but I know that I have TOTAL right to be pissed off at you.

[supremelead]

Yea, you sure aren't Amanda. Amanda is sympathetic and realizes that this isn't my fault. And I do understand how you feel, trust me, I do but you have to realize and understand this is beyond my control. I'm sick. But it'll all be ok really soon.

I don't think you know how much you saying what you said actually hurt

What did I say that hurt you so much? You know that if I knew it would hurt you this much, I would've never even thought about it. And yes, you have a right to be mad but again, you're mad at me over something that technically isn't my fault. And I don't expect things to just go back to the way they were but we can work on it, and it'll all be ok, I promise.