| 23.March.02 A few months ago, I went to visit my father. I personally thought the visit went well. I had a great time, and was so happy to see people who I hadn't seen in years. However, I guess they thought I was being entire stuck up or something, because almost immediately afterwards, I was told by my friend Kara that I had been a complete and utter bitch the entire time. I don't even know to this day what I did. I teased her about her senior pictures... christ almighty, if she knew how badly I got teased for my pictures, she would realize that she got it light... besides it was friendly teasing. She knows she's gorgeous... plus I told her that they were "lovely". *sighs* Why do people have to be like that? They never tell you how they really feel about you until it's way too fucking late. This whole thing has bothered me since October. She and I fought about a lot of things that night. She accused me of always trying to compete with her, and told me that I would never be as good as her. Jesus, I know she's prettier than me, I realized that a long time ago... which is why I stopped competing and began feeling better about myself. It's funny. Have you ever noticed that the happier you are, the more people resent you? God, so many people are like that. It's truly a pity. But because of that argument, I changed my wedding date and haven't spoken to her since. I know I'm stubborn. I have a father who can be stubborn, and a mother who's worse than a mule... it was inevitable that I would be stubborn, but I can admit when I'm wrong. If I knew what I had done, that had pissed everyone off so much, I would attempt to make amends, but that means that I have to swallow my pride and come back. Which is something I hate quite a bit. I can't stand that kind of thing... but oh well. I doubt she'll ever read this, and I doubt this is going to do me any good, but oh well. I wrote it and it's going up. -Aimee |