October 12th, 2008
Outlook not so good.
Tonight I gently bitched out on one of my bestfriends.
I told him: I don't know.. You got time to drink with other people and I barely see you. To think we even have the same course. Night. Don't even think about it.
It's true. He has time to drink with my classmates? Cool. Yeah. He's so busy. Too busy. Wow. Gone. Yeah, losing him. Great. Bitter much? Wtf.
I ask the 8-ball if I still have my bestfriends.
8-ball: Outlook not so good.
I shake the thing again.
8-ball: Reply hazy. Try again.
8-ball: Very doubtful.
Probably giving me what I want to read. Blah. Bitter. As bitter as the fruit I effing ingested.
Posted by thyme at 10:16 PM | 3 replied
shadowbearer
though i want to point out a.. well, a point here but isnt it also good that he drinks with your classmates? its like having two worlds bond witheach other and you're both in it. though not at THAT moment but technically you are.
anyway im just envious because i dont have an 8-ball.
thyme

hehe. 8-ball huh XD
shadowbearer