Sick Little Games...

So I had one of *those* days today.
I got up early... T was leaving for the beach and I wanted to see him off. He's never been on an extended trip without family there... But he's going with S's family, so I guess that's pretty much the same thing. But Mommy won't be there... HA
Anyway, I was supposed to hang out with a friend (initials are too obvious right now) because he had to cancel going to lunch with me and a few of our friends. He calls me ten minutes before he was supposed to be at my house, saying that he was running late. I was too, so it was okay... And then he calls back ten minutes later and says that "Hey, *Friend* just called me and he's on his way over to my house.... We're going to go grab lunch. Can you meet us?"
I didn't really mind that our plans had changed. I had thought of a really good outfit the night before that I wanted to try out, so I put it on and borrowed the car to drive into town. I love, love, loved the outfit I had on. It was absolutely perfect, and absolutely wasted on today.
... This is where I'd like to say that if *Friend* doesn't want me there, don't invite me. Like, seriously, it doesn't hurt my feelings if you say "Hey, we're going to have some guy time and talk about partying and our plans for next week." Thanks for making it awkward.
... Anyway, I show up at the designated restaurant (which is way over-priced and I didn't eat there anyway...) and sat there as they discussed partying and their beach plans. *Friend* made me feel so very uncomfortable. I hate his pointed looks at my friend, basically saying "Why is she here?!" and his mocking tone as he asks me questions he knows the answer to. I had thought that *Friend* and I were friends, but every time we see each other, we end up fighting. No matter what. I can't stand it. Jerk.
Anyway, I get home and called L, because I had told her that I couldn't go out tonight, since I had gone to lunch with my friend and *Friend*. So I called her up to say that I would be *happy* to hang out with her, but I couldn't drive, since my dad took the car to work. She never called me back...
So I was pretty dejected. My dad asked me why I didn't have any plans on a Friday night. I knwo this sounds way to sensitive, but I was so upset about how lunch had turned out and about *Friend's* behavior, that I promptly ran into my room and cried. He then brought me chocolate and apologized. I forgave him... sent back the chocolate. Wrote music for an hour... Watched six hours of television... and listened to the new All Time Low CD for the fiftieth time.
So that's my day. Yay....
Tomorrow will be better... It's not like it can get worse...

Sorry for the rant. I'll have better stuff to write later :)

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Sick Little Games by All Time Low (new CD Nothing Personal comes out on July 7th... and is amazing)