"You Can't Always Get What You Want" so said some philospher named Mick

[sweetprince]

Fuck it. I've been worried about this forever. It seemed like it was all going to be shiny and okay, but clearly I was wrong. I'm not sure my two bestest friends in the entire world give a crap that I'm home.

Why do I always need people more than they need me? Damn it.

Also, express, could you please allow me to order your clothes online instead of just LOOK at them. I mean it's all very nice to be able to see what I can get when I actually go to your store, but seriously, WHAT'S THE POINT OF BLOODY WEBSITE? TO TAUNT THOSE OF US WHO CAN'T GET TO ONE?

Comments

[maypirate.livejournal.com]

Wah! What's wrong, my darling? Or if you don't want to talk about it, that's okay too. I'm here either way.

Also I LOVE YOUR STORY. MDGKLDHGVKHDFDKHFVUIDGVIUSGO! It was amazing.

And if you're around and you need me to flail at you about it, I'm online. ;)

Much love and hugs no matter what. ♥

[maypirate.livejournal.com]

*facepalm* I can't read. I'm sure your friends care that you're home, but coming home is always strange and awkward at first.

And I know what you mean about needing people.

I also need to learn how to work English.

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

That's okay, I'm sure you've noticed by now that I share this dysfunction, not so much with the reading part but with the communicating part. Waah.

Also, my bestest friend kind of forgot my birthday and she was all yapping away about how she's going to visit one of our other friends. It's like, well, thanks, I can see you care so FREAKIN' much, since I didn't even GET a card.

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

Dude, of course I'll come online, if my mother can stop bitching at me for two seconds. Seriously, I've been home for two days, I have a job, what could she possibly be upset about?

Crazy psycho woman.

[ericaplease.livejournal.com]

Why do I always need people more than they need me? Damn it.

I know that feeling. I know it very well.

I care that you're home, but then, I'm some girl from the internet. :P Either way, I'm sorry you feel like that. *would send hugs if it would make you feel better*

I have a really cute pair of jeans from Express, but I bought them in-store...

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

You are not just some girl from the internet, because we've shared breathing space. That makes it a whole 'nother deal. Turns out I'm not going to be in Davis this weekend, but I'll do my level best to be up there before school gets out, and before exams. If not you and I will have to hook up when YOU get home. Which, actually, might be easier because then we'll only be um...45 minutes apart, roughly.

All my jeans come from Express. I'm just annoyed, because I hate shopping in-store and I already know how their sizes fit me, so it's like, LET ME FREAKIN' BUY SOME JEANS ALREADY. Lordy.

[ericaplease.livejournal.com]

aw, well, I'll just have to do schoolwork and wallow in self-pity this weekend instead. *SIGH*

just kidding. well, at least about the wallowing in self-pity part (sort of). but yes! getting together when I'm back in San Ho would be so much easier, lol. I actually have a friend who lives at Stanford; her parents run one of the dorms and they have a house on campus, so maybe I'll drop by unexpectedly and see her while I'm out there.

they're probably like, "our website is too special to allow you to order anything online! you have to come to the store and spend more money!"

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

Fine, don't come to visit me especially. I see how it is. *pokes out tongue*

[ericaplease.livejournal.com]

PFFT. the only reason I would go out is to see you, my darling.

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

Wahahaha, I know, just fishin'.

[cerberos.livejournal.com]

I remember the first time I went home for summer after freshman year of high school. I missed my friends from school even though I still wasn't as close to them, and all my friends from home had each other, had 9 months' worth of time with each other, but more importantly, away from me. I was hanging out with them one day, and one of them started talking about how they'd hung out together before. They said they'd thought I wasn't home yet, even though I'd already told a couple of them when I'd be back, and if I were a crier, I would have. Whereas before I'd been part of the rhinoceros, now I was that stupid bird that sits on its head and picks away bugs. We coexisted, but we weren't the same unit anymore.
But it got better. It gets better. If you're really friends, you still need each other and you still fit together...it's just that you've all been changing, and you need to figure out where the new countours are.

Apologies for the metaphors, but not for the sentiments.

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

Oh lordy, I'm a crier. That would've been tough if it had been me. I like the metaphors by the way. Can I some day coerce you into writing fanfiction?

[cerberos.livejournal.com]

One day, when I find inspiration again.

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

I shall find it for you *starts searching under rocks*. Also, go reply to my wallpost. I miss the days when you dominated my facebook wall.

[cerberos.livejournal.com]

Um, obviously you haven't checked it within the last ten minutes. Because I've been dominating your wall like Zidane dominated that Portugese bastard with his mighty headbutt. Only it's like my head were covered in glitter and my hair were made of conrete. Stunning and unquestionable.

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

Meredith, I want that framed on my wall. That entire comment.

[(Anonymous)]

Oh, you silly silly person. If I was not tied hand and foot to the little theatre and PACO at the same time (which isn't even physically possible! See how busy I am?) I would have kidnapped you the day you got home and tied you hand and foot to the passenger seat of my car. Or a seat across from me at Brioche. Or something. Yeah.

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

That sounds vaguely kinky.