So, I know no one reads this. Mainly cause no one knows of my existance. I don’t want people knowing about this, at least of my friends. I like being able to rant with no one being able to read it later. My one friend, not mentioned in previous publications, “apologized” for me being unhappy, which you will read later. And I was mad that she looked at my site, mainly cause I sent her a link to a specific thing to download and I expected her to download it and move on. She read this, but its not about her and she knows that. Well, that made me think about WordPress and it’s existance and how no one knows. So, here it is.
It’s been a while. Oh Well. I just needed a place where I know no one cares what I say and no one takes time to look at to blog. Myspace has an option of blogging but that risks people i know reading it. Let’s begin, shall we? I want my life back. Not this life of photoshopping and web page design. But my real life. I want my best friends back, I want my girlfriend back and I can’t stop denying it anymore. I want my life back in order. I don’t wanna be the one my best friend calls to say the general meaning of “Denny isn’t going to be over today and because I don’t want sit around and be bored and alone do you wanna hang out?” That makes me miserable. And on top of that, on the previous day she asked me, she mentioned she might be going to get an outfit for our trip to Kennywood today. What she failed to mention was if she was going to nearby Walmart, Sears, etc..but instead Boardman, and if I have failed to answer her question “what’s up?” I would have foolishly went to pick up my sister, my mom and be dropped off at her house and she would have been in boardman. Some of this happens too often. And, yet again, on top of that, she always pretends to invite me places. I say pretend cause she always says in response to “what the heck, you keep doing things without me!” She says “But you’re busy all the time.” When in reality, I’m not. Not anymore anyhow. I work a total of 2-3 days per week. Mondays I’m at practice for the drama club at my friend’s church. Other than that, she has the rest of the week. Like this one time, she went to the movies to see Watchmen and another movie I can’t think of at the moment, it may not be Watchmen, but it was a movie she knew very well I wanted to see. But the point is I’m mad she would do that to me. And it is quite the opposite when I ask her. When I ask her to do something the response is usually “I’m not home, I’m -insert somewhere here-” or “If you want, but -insert people here- are here.” Why would I care who’s there? I just want to be happy again. I guess that is what I’m trying to say. I no longer have my everyday happiness I obtain by everything being in order. All I want is my life back.