First of all, I just want to say that I love my friend very much, but god, she pisses me off. Her, me, my boyfriend, and a friend of hers went to dinner last night. We were having a great time, until the check showed up. She blew up on me because she thought that I didn't tip enough. "Well, people who can't afford it shouldn't go out to eat. Go to McDonald's." That made me feel so horrible. I felt cheap, poor, hurt, shocked, and confused all at the same time. It ruined the rest of my night, which included going to Pop's and U-City.
I felt so uncomfortable in U-City. Everyone there goes to college (obviously) and have internships at big, important corporations. I just got pieces of conversations as we were walking down the street. Everyone was speaking so intelligently. All the people that I hang out with only talk about drugs, sex, and alcohol. I wonder how different my life would have been if I went to college. I'd have different friends, probably would have never met Ray ( :-( ), and wouldn't be working at Wal-Mart.
I'd probably be smarter, too. I always feel so stupid. I may be smart about some things, but most things I am not. I have no "street-smarts" whatsoever. Whenever Ray takes me somewhere, like to a club or something, I always stick out like a sore thumb because it's obvious that I don't belong there. Then that makes me even more nervous than I already am, and in turn, say or do even more stupid things. It's like my brain shuts off, but my mouth keeps moving. I feel sorry for Ray sometimes; wanting to take me out to do things, but I'm just so nervous that I just stand or sit there and don't talk or do anything. I love being with Ray, but I wish I just had some more confidence, then I think he'd be happier.
I felt so uncomfortable in U-City. Everyone there goes to college (obviously) and have internships at big, important corporations. I just got pieces of conversations as we were walking down the street. Everyone was speaking so intelligently. All the people that I hang out with only talk about drugs, sex, and alcohol. I wonder how different my life would have been if I went to college. I'd have different friends, probably would have never met Ray ( :-( ), and wouldn't be working at Wal-Mart.
I'd probably be smarter, too. I always feel so stupid. I may be smart about some things, but most things I am not. I have no "street-smarts" whatsoever. Whenever Ray takes me somewhere, like to a club or something, I always stick out like a sore thumb because it's obvious that I don't belong there. Then that makes me even more nervous than I already am, and in turn, say or do even more stupid things. It's like my brain shuts off, but my mouth keeps moving. I feel sorry for Ray sometimes; wanting to take me out to do things, but I'm just so nervous that I just stand or sit there and don't talk or do anything. I love being with Ray, but I wish I just had some more confidence, then I think he'd be happier.
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